our huddled loneliness of years past
income fixed
far below the surface
of want
we had one another
and even then
love moved
like science after death
synchronous
exact
we were for us what no one
knew or could
see
electricity of being caught
living this way
otherwise isolate
left 4 lost
then came masquerading in wax
taxing the spirit fallen
away
the heart of ink we smudged
tore in diverse ways
apart
barbed wire knifed
squeezed like cash
touched to fire
pinned on the arm
to fade
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