call her quickly, touch her softly, throw yourself in the fire

2010-11-30 | 5:11 a.m.

your face and all its claws
are so far removed from my line of sight.
i don't know how long it has been
but i still feel the steel lodged in my ribs.
except less than a handful of photographic evidence-
i'm not sure we ever met.
but your cold, cold eyes
are breathing on the back of my neck.

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