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[woodworkings]

try as i did

to keep from being blind

we failed we failed we failed

we failed to feel the warmth

held within our cracking finger tips

the codeine clearing my head

the codeine filling my bed

no more loneliness

no more despair

just thickly coated syrups

spilling from my mouth

agape

as filled with cotton

by the mind of god

allowing toxins to escape in time

while i, sleeping

dreamed of dorsom

not dying

not leaving

stayed as we laid

comfort

with leaves

one summer two years gone

or two summers one year gone

woke up on carpet

dry, alive

so sorry i couldn't make it

so sorry my hands did soak

until sticky

still sickly

no sleep

we're free

and freezing this winter

in hands not holding tightly

fearing the fast let-go

singing the

"i'm true!"

"i'm true to you!"

fib for kids

but we're free and freezing this winter

from hands not tightly holding

hollow arms and plastic veins

empty hands and collapsing mind

hallelujah
hallelujah
hands did lie once more
hallelujah
hallelujah

winter does live in our hands
cupped to accept the cold held out
by others.