'wilted'
hands over hairs on backs,
wrists cutting dried, leaves
skin wrapped around finger cracks
'take it.'
CUT HERE
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let me stencil with marks permanent,
perforate the edge of my ribs,
dip my scissors into flame.
let you induce pyro-listic visions of
warming a cold
heart,
fold back skin
dig it out then hold
it low,
so that I won't see
or faint before
falling
for you.

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