Falling (Free Write)
Slipping
mean Tripping
Sad dancing
lazy walking
Avant garde view of gravity
lips look like two match heads
my frame is scriptures scrabbled on some loose leaf
we shouldn’t…
doesn’t mean i don’t dream of making bonfire
of making home of a flame and my bed in the cinders
sweet film strip
you burn so we can remember
you are blind to the world so we can see
true love can only be measured by the sacrifice
what have you given up lately
not out of duty, but so they’re heart could flutter
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