no names for these yet..

***
Give me your death.
Your sorrow.
Let the hollow in my heart
be your doorway.
Let me hold your heartbeat
in the black behind my eyes.
Give me your death.
Your loneliness.
Let the clicking in my chest
be your clockwork.
Let me whisper your wingbeat
in the blood between my veins.
Give me your death.
Your last breath.
Your fading grace.
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 --Brittle Broken Furry Things--
"Everyone is kind of in love with you"
he said,
his lips tasting my hair.
And every tiny part of me
pulled.
And the little furry thing
that live inside my chest
scurried out.
across the table.
Hiding in the piles and secrets,
stacked between the books.

There's a hollow tied with string.
a bow keeping the longing in.
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