Testing

whiskey words breathe out;

disseminate yearnings,

lucid hopes that veil the eyes

and cloud all reason

until we’re drunk

with ambitions to riot

the status quo

until we tear at the seam;

a quick split here–

we unravel

we bleed out.

my hair wraps around

our heads

and shields us from judgement;

from derailment.

i whisper fuck like a curse

i whisper i love you like a prayer,

unanswered,

but i keep you within me, always.

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