the last guest to leave
the room lights quiver with relief
i'm blanking out as you release
i'm paralyzed and wrecked and
falling.
Slipped out so easily
A slight hiccup in a flawless
breathe.
i think
the sentences that end with her
should have been me
you know i know
my eyes are falling out and
rolling up the street
dragging tendrils pulling
teeth touch teeth
that shit i never wanna see
power and inspiration
and the loss of speech.
I climb and push and fight for you
and become weak
You're beautiful, Always, To me
Come back to bed
And sleeeeeeeep
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