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ii glory (sic) your heartbeat a victim you weren't yourself everything quiet his hands subside
v the wasting coast > my body > your shoulder safe and slow
vi move picture your white bones you are your room i am my age
vii water leaks from the wall and aches the playground concrete torrential love wait we age
viii the demands of your clothes the smell of your buttons your scared mouth
ix you will forget the watch you wear i'd rather not my body
xi let me calm your tongue, love, in the shallows of god's west. it is a risk in the morning. the salt of mountains behind your lips. the morning months travel nowhere. come fast and alone. i am old underneath. i am water underneath. i need you underneath. and one hundred foot dreams.