11 :: I'll have anything of you, anything

whenever you talk
about your silly old adventures
and whenever you laugh
with your head thrown back
something from your heart
detaches
crawls out of your ribcage
flows down your knees I've kissed every winter
to the cold floor between us
searches for me and creeps up to my heartbeat
transforms into a thin thread
ties around my chest
one knot
two knots
three knots
and million little knots
grows into a hand
moves around my ribcage
poking and streching my insides
cracks and fractures
reaches for my throat
makes a fist
takes up all the space
moves up to my mouth
punches my teeth
my lungs stop working
the blood chokes me
but i don't open my mouth


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