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Until yesterday
I thought I could look at you
and see a boy who touched my body's song
with trembles soft and strange, like folk
Today
you came in a man
dull boom pulsing slow
under the meat of my flesh, felt in my bones
Tomorrow
You are a beat of silence that clatters to the ground
when tight wrapping slips
you roll from my mind like dice, always a chance.
Sometimes a one, a three, never nothing.

That day
we stood in the linear shadows of a store's cage;
I kissed you my smoke
you created a harmony with lung-filtered carcinogens-
"sharing the probability of cancer, now this is true love"

breathe in, hold and burn, breathe out
breathe in, hold and burn, breathe out
breathe in, hold and burn, breathe out

till it is just
a gentle burn and no air (like all that remains of a gash is
a faint scar)
it's as if you were never there, but for the metastasis.
Because "nobody should live beyond thirty-five" was an understanding.

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