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shadow of a mouse on the wall

grown into a monster at dusk passing to night

by all the unmentioned and forcefully forgotten

raging love words

my mouth forgets how to form.

i have made a mess for you to tread within-

you are like a china doll

and i am a toddler with a grown up’s hammer.

(despite it all, please know that i do love you

but somehow

i got it all wrong)

<my breath is held for> daybreak

to chase away the markings on walls made in the night.


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