when your face is brokered by shadow, you disappear.
maybe i no longer know who you are.
this feeling is tranquil
like lower case letters
on a birth certificate.
i thought i wanted to know you
until i had lost breath.
But here i am.
And there you are.
there's something that feels petty
in all this pleasure.
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