w(h)ip

Dead of winter
starry night
Fearful cold
bluish light
i find myself alone
again
after dinner thin
mint the charleston
a dance
i listen
watching you
see how you falter
fumbling at the altar
locked up inside
alone again
all whatever fabric
falls off
you listen
watching me
just enough time
to wave
goodbye
something quite amazing
will happen when
we leave
the body
behind
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