deliciously given a rhythm
and i felt it slide
down my back
intact
with the fact that
i move like i'm me
even though the hole is there, see
my thighs, swollen
with the dance i
held i hold i feel i sway
i make nothing feel sane
i stay
i made misery a part of me, then
i
let
it
go
could i do so,
if you let go..
who knows
who wants to know
i don't
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