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split
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tilt
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cracked and broken, split
noise breaks through the calm today
distant thoughts float on
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051212
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pony
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There are parts of me that he cannot know, for they are lost, and don't belong to me - they don't belong to anyone. And so I feel unknowable, and incomplete, and unable to belong or integrate - to be part of any one thing. I am split.
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241201
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ovenbird
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The winter world sucks
the dew from my mouth,
turns my lips
to desiccated earth,
removes moisture until a fissure
opens and
a wellspring of blood burbles
to the surface.
I touch my tongue to iron ore,
taste the meat
of my own words,
press my index finger to the
rupture
and find it slick with
red ink: a living aquifer
that fills what is fractured
with poems,
born premature,
helpless and mewling.
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nr
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if you asked if i had fallen, i'd say no but i could see myself falling for part A. part B is what would make my nervous_system shut down though, and i'm not sure A of you is able to split with part B.
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260220
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nr may as well just start ignoring her errors
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part A vs. part B, that is.
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260220
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what's it to you?
who
go
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blather
from
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