there is a notion in ur skull at least there's motion when I crawl ur elbow is sharp against my ribs and mine is dull I have learned to start and stall there is nothing for me here/ there is a woman in her sleep who fills me bottles feeds me teeth she peels an apple with her nails
and there is dirt and there is juice and I am mixing up the two I am dragged- clenched by u
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