Tuesday 2/16/2016 03:03:00 AM

loose skins wore their obvious thieves. a conjugation of patience. the labor of flesh. as the skeleton corrupts.

the color of when. empty rooms. the places they wish to be.

changes came and went. fevers spent on impotent diseases.

he panicked. threw all his apples into the mud. narrow angles coaxing the edges. clever thieves wearing the cold until it turns on us.

the sober math of lovers. counting backwards from nothing.

we squandered our days on spoiled atoms and sober molecules. eager children drowning in the pandemonium of our growth.

doses of how like a broken medicine. stumbling soldiers in a war of moments. all of our choices. feathers falling in a vacuum.

untamed particles chasing gravity.

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