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i draw lines across his heart and at each boundary line i also place dry wood and light the lines on fire and somewhere in the centre amidst the clouds of smoke and boundaries burning i make room for myself to sleep.

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i watch it burn, string by string until all there’s left is a bonfire, it’s pathetic attempt to warm me and my vain self standing and looking over it asking myself why i burnt everything in the first place.

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i strip down to the point

where i am nothing but

shady broken bones

against dead meat and

yet in the window all i see

is a bright white light,

as if my true identity lies

in my reflection

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sunlight dawns over me and i dissolve into thin air and all that remains of me is a glittery footprint incapable of being removed