we can always begin again.
begin in the circumference of
heated hate
and crash into our own
walls without getting burned.
bleached eyes and eclipsed hearts;
what if we drew out our
heart valves larger than the
fake curves?
i do.
invisible lined protection
after, life. there was a pause and we ended our grass-grown eyebrows and curled up against our dreaming eyes. this is where i leave you, and...
