Single

You clenched at my chest,

For a sweet rational moment.

Heart drop.

Bottom rock.

The bitter grin

Made my face numb like gin.

The only

Substance

That can

Be

Absorbed

Within.

Collecting my thoughts,

So I can lift

My own chin.

 
 

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