you got your tongue to the frozen pole
stuck on that love fix
a lizard in fishnets
you shiver when broke
your body is endless
asleep while awake
undressing what covers
the temple, the grave
I know where your source is
it flies without ease
anxiety burdens
a soul with no bones
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