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May 24, 2006 at 1752 · Filed under teh emo

a lie for consolation
scattered on the mirrored floor
nerves stretched over switchboard keys.

the vein stitched shut
mining dead deposits
tracing back fragments to abandoned sites.

the breath ripped from my chest
scorching vital documents
you clear the desk of ash.

alchemy: exchanging gold for lead
we’ve perfected the art of denouement down to a science.

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