enclose yourself in that stand of red pines so i can demonstrate just how high they climb from the sand of their birth i wear my mother’s old ringon my smallest fingera stone for each childcomes up five gems shorti wear my mother’s namebound around my lips waste time with melet’s find an escapefrom theseContinue reading “it’s wasting time either way”
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your heart/his heart/my heart
something told me you’d neverbe this happy until you really meant ityou find something worth lovingand hold on tight enough to break ityou get to experience surpriseat its flexibilityand relax into comfortable quietwhen it doesn’t even crack this is universally trueacross the board we scratch and shakewhen our love lines upwith sharp abrasive objects soContinue reading “your heart/his heart/my heart”
mattress dungeon 