i give youevery ounce ofmy agonyshareevery bit ofmy lovelet you swimunencumberedthrough myinfinite sorrow i ask fornothingin return but youinsiston more anything thatisn’t left tosteamon the concreteunderthe dusk skiesis hidden awaywith alavender bowfor her there isnothingto see hereno oneto bethis brokensex dollwith anoverabundance ofvernacularfailingsis less thanthe sum ofhis everyfruitlessendeavor just anugly stain onpoetic longingas empty asevery […]