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Separation, Parts
I want you to hold me
so that I don’t burst
— a collapsing star.
descent cloaking itself
in the same dark
as departure.
Black Death
all night, the sirens. howling
like sick wolves. one answering
Separation, Parts
I want you to hold me
so that I don’t burst
— a collapsing star.
descent cloaking itself
in the same dark
as departure.
Black Death
all night, the sirens. howling
like sick wolves. one answering