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And you spin featherstrings around my tummy and tickle and sew me up. complete. to heal and dissolve into my mucus membranes and you circle lasso envelop devour me into you and you say stay stay stay stay and I will

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And I'm writing you a tragedy, I'm peeling it off of my tongue with a snap! and tossing it onto paper and it splatters sorrow and that's how it's done, I say, that's how it's done

And I'm irrigating, pumping, installing hydraulic lifts to pull the chortles from my diaphragm in a comedic vignette for you, drenching a pad of leaflets and test margins little by little as I pull pull pull until I choke

And I'm collecting ambience in a little mustard jar I keep in my shoe to sprinkle on poems and lace it around the edges so they will pet you like I do and say shh, shh, it's okay

And I'm collecting heat in a vial, all glass and opaque with steam, to twist through my little ideas and excerpts and to leave you with a tickle in your gut

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And it looks to me like you're falling, exploding, tumbling down at awkward angles with your broken wings that are bleeding bleeding bleeding

Description
And you spin featherstrings around my tummy and tickle and sew me up. complete. to heal and dissolve into my mucus membranes and you circle lasso envelop devour me into you and you say stay stay stay stay and I will

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And I'm writing you a tragedy, I'm peeling it off of my tongue with a snap! and tossing it onto paper and it splatters sorrow and that's how it's done, I say, that's how it's done

And I'm irrigating, pumping, installing hydraulic lifts to pull the chortles from my diaphragm in a comedic vignette for you, drenching a pad of leaflets and test margins little by little as I pull pull pull until I choke

And I'm collecting ambience in a little mustard jar I keep in my shoe to sprinkle on poems and lace it around the edges so they will pet you like I do and say shh, shh, it's okay

And I'm collecting heat in a vial, all glass and opaque with steam, to twist through my little ideas and excerpts and to leave you with a tickle in your gut

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And it looks to me like you're falling, exploding, tumbling down at awkward angles with your broken wings that are bleeding bleeding bleeding