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November 12, 2015


Sleep don't visit, so I choke on sun
And the days blur into one

And the backs of my eyes hum with things I've never done
Sheets are swaying from an old clothesline
Like a row of captured ghosts
Our old, dead grass

Was never much but we made the most
Welcome home
Ships are launching from my chest

Some have names but most do not
If you find one, please let me know what piece I've lost
peel the scars from off my back
I don't need them anymore

You can throw them out or keep them in your mason jars
I've come home
All my nightmares escaped my head
Bar the door, please don't let them in
You were never supposed to leave
Now my head's splitting at the seams
And I don't know if I can
Here, beneath my lungs, I feel your thumbs press into my skin again

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