Dizziness flayed skin
abandoned me, stunned me in solitary shores
nails break your collarbone
bark split crying oceans
honey I burn the meat under
hatchet insane belly punching
I want sand in the eyes
plugs
strings in the throat at the foot
breath new life and even yelling is hard on your hands.
The weakness of the limbs is a mystery of the heart.
Carla
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