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if I was only a little younger
slightly softer
with vastly wider eyes
then I could tell you
what I’ve been meaning to:
that our redemption
is also our demise

I’m having trouble with my dos and my don’ts

I wake and it’s all faded away, and in the daytime I’m left to figure it out on my own

need to make some changes

need some fresh feelings

call it a night

tethered to finding a rope, we walk in precarious ways

everything in the back of my brain

told me that I would be sick

when I’m out there

say you’re my lover, say you’re my homie

tilt my chin back, slit my throat

take a bath in my blood, get to know me

and I know you’re good

you know I try, most of the time

we’ve been through that

and we came out on top, because

you’re really easy to love

now I’m down to the bend of your bone-white wrist