breadcrumbs
passionfruit
little bird
drowning
rainbow
clean
be
blue
blood
god
mangled
a wreath
perhaps...
is
somebody keeping score?
fading
drunk
my
awakening
the
eye of the beholder
of
blood and water (song of the twice born)
...ion
go
go 2
go 3 |
i used
to look for you
in your sentences
but your words
were detached
from one another
like incomplete thoughts
so i skimmed over
the letters to find
the ones that were
so familiar to me
the ones that spelled
out your name
i never found my own though...
i never thought to look
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