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About Me

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2015

Will I ever feel this

warmth without you

The signals it sends

better than the hug

of another.

When the world is

ending, I would like

to die with you

A puddle of my blood

A cricket in my hair

Another mammal on my body

I give back

To hear your smile

Thank you for loving me like no one else

Thick and thin, I’ll always be nothing

Yet everything

in my own mind


Sizzling

Sticky

Bad smelling

Blood

Fresh from the

arm of minds newest,

oldest belle

She had kept me

Warm

The way she tucks me

in and plagues my

mind with her kiss

I plan to ask her why

she cuts my hair

But she never answers my questions

Never leave me


This pan on my body is reinventing warmth