still soft when speaking from white flag book lungs / bees made hives on the back of her tongue / i took weightless words / her clouds move right through me / a line of best fit / landlocked in light / her teeth marks patched up the lines on my palms / the arch of her spine braided into mine / we were mute in the mouth of the moon / we were mute in the mouth of the currents of blood vessels containing the sea / that keep you from coming back to me / bees made hives in the mouth of the lion / i made my home in the house of a liar
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