one
of
those
nights
that
lightning
strikes
twice
& ure
not
here
so i’m
cutting
myself
& i’m
drinking
a beer
with a
touch
of
rum
cause
i know
u’ll
come
if there’s
blood
in the
air
but
i ‘d
never
dare
let
u
see
me
like
this
so i’m
burning
my
sheets
just to
get to
sleep
my
enormous
bed of
gloom
& dread
& dead
men
walking
talking
to the
sky
hot
&
fast
i’m
eating
glass
&
walking
on
water
shaken
not
stirred
kissed
but not
heard
i love
but
don’t
learn
i choke
on my
words
that
are
signifying

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