Fighting a tidal wave of discontent
Steer clear learn to swim
My child, keep the orb lit
Here’s a straggly rag to wipe the venom you spewed
Spill stars, dear night, shower me
Wash away before they come
Spear shaped words take aim for the chest
I miss you both
But one more than the other one
At any given time
It’s my definition of hunger
Like someone’s
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