Monday, September 21

Notice as we pass the more I sound like you.
an imprint on my spine, my soles, my memories
this is something that you can't undo.
It's all I can do to watch you steeping in these pieces.

There are some cracks and stains I didn't notice before
but take away the expensive lighting and what else would you get?
Spend a lifetime on the upwards
but don't forget to dive.

I can hear your voice and feel you beating underneath my fingertips
it's all I need once in a while, and sometimes is just fine with me.

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