May 2012
needed this tonight to soothe my weatherbeaten...
“to arrive at the vision of gaslamps as angels”
– submitted by enigmatictelemarketer (via thesaltwaternight)
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I have just chosen
to breathe
heavily
at the nape of your neck,
to be taut
instead of brittle
in your marble arms,
in your marble heart,
to weep with willow trees in my chest,
to burden the grass with my heaving
in your ivory eyes,
in your metal womb.
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I have just chosen
to be without you.
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