the amulet was damaged and
broke
the
moments erased.
the moment you get out
of that.
it has left our warped feeling of
what i should have done
could have said
when they hurt me.
because in this tap tap tap of
letters into moods swinging into
crying skins;
i excavate your, beneath me.
i rise
above you because this
this
I
is all that is.
real.
