Debris

I've placed heart –

as well as.... swollen parts;

In your hands,

take good care of them if thee can;

If I am only a fun wicked weekend to be,

offer each particle back in one stitched-up piece;

as I collect myself of the debris,

night will hold for ye no peace.




iRq~






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