blind_spot_between_the_years
raze
when
we
are
old
and
well
-preserved
from
all
the
deals
we
made
with
slick
old
scratch
to
keep
our
youth
,
the
polaroids
we
take
will
seem
a
little
funny
to
our
least
convenient
friends
.
dance
,
soft
tissue
. realign.
some
crooked
kindness
kissed
us
blind
.
help
yourself
to
nothing
.
it's
everything
we've
got
.
don't
you
fret
about
the
distance
between
the
guarded
and
alone
.
and
every
orchard keeper's rendezvous
will
get
the
demon
gunning
for
his
due.
all
we've
lost
to
memory's
erosion
will
crystallize
and
flush
anew
when
fire
ants
discover
you
.
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what's it to you?
who
go
blather
from