I do not sleep much these days. instead I try to catch sliver of time when I can forget that you are not mine.
and I lied
everything is for a reaction
I am checking for vision
sound
a pulse
not from you, my dear
but from myself
I wonder if she is still trying
deep down, within that mess of flesh
that skin and bone.
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