What we feel is more real than the words we use to express it


I have to wonder, how many boys get to view your tattoos,
how many colors does your ink come in?
If the corner of your lips quivers, will there be an earthquake in India
or a child born out of wedlock?

The game’s been played and all we have left are the rules

One don’t speak
Two
don’t think
Three
don’t feel

In the end, don’t look back, for these pillars of salt are all that’s holding us up
And should you crumble
You’ll take the entire goddamn house with you


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