rivers

ignition

ignition

when it becomes a waste
this beautiful raw fruit

when i suffocate to draw
swallow taste invaluable
and drown the sonic flood
and feel it lesser

pulling you into this dance
and making it a better memory
snow falls by the candlelight
outside the fragile window

smiling is the sad sale
beyond a material scope

i can't justify this
to you, with my sorry words
when i fall asleep sick
this is not me

it shakes me into this sphere
puts me in and grows me in fear

your silly fear, i shake off
broken leaves undone dreams
and stare at the spotless sun
and the dust at my feet

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