time came into focus. an ugly parable sifting through our skin. we wore the distance in empty pockets and lingering threads. too small to see where we were going. too scared to look at where we'd been.
the wolves chased us by the scent of our wounds. the thieves only waited for us to leave a window open. and the monsters. they were always there inside us.
tomorrow solved these broken hearts. in fists and screams.
we raged against the parameters of this overwhelming paradox. that every touch was a treason.
the distance softly accumulated. we counted every stumble as the truth discarded our breadcrumbs.
we were lost.
and that is where we found each other.
Sunday
5/15/2022 11:27:00 PM
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