early in the morning— cat in the apartment, walking on your chest.
I can’t remember the color of their fur, just you touching them
cars on the bridge, raining
autumn in sorrow is the language of your
hand on my hand, clarity
all the time we spent lost in translation
walk to the tavern— strangers looking for a crack in the door.
you’re too hard in yourself, all we have to know is how to get to tomorrow
bird in a nest, snowing
winter in shadow is the language of your
hand on my hand, clarity
all the love we’ve meant lost in translation
——
frozen
in my bones
I would dig into my skin just to feel it all again, just to forget it for good
an excavation of all the people I’ve been with until I’m hollow as wood frozen
in my bones
I’ll get used to a new ghost in the house
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