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lines:right through your heart by *alaisiaga

only sleeping my own ritual of coaxingonly sleeping by *alaisiaga
the sun from drift-bound night
through stone & blood
(my december suicides are killing me);
each time is a forever, broken
course of returning footpads
every eternity darker yet--
each forever longer still--
always less and less and less makes it back and
now so whole
these flat words are hollow
echoes on the altar
but let's call it hibernation.
we'll spread false comfort with that age-old
lie at the side of the road:
we'll claim all this only slumbers under snows
furled like a fiddlehead
waiting to be


want for nothing For the first time, I can see the sky.want for nothing by *alaisiaga
There's just as many stars as there are meant to be.
All these moments running on through our grasp
we can't reclaim,
and that's all right.
Something close to peace, (the strength to send you on.)
When hope was gone, (discovered anew.)
This darkness soft. (It's right, this time.)
You shiver tight.. (Goodbye, this time.)
I want for nothing
in this world, or the next
if there is, I don't need it anymore.
These constellations
that cry promise of a winter
that will come once again, always before.
For the last time, I will hold this sky:
I'll forget the names, the forms I'll never know.
I tas

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