explosions making
something
pretty
into pity
anywhere but here
i fear
is broken down to nowhere
it is no mystery why
anything is broken down
these days
no sense of amazed wonder
that the spell you were
under
is now
firewood
blazing burning bright into
countless
effortlessly
empty nights
i am here.
you are there
it is much clearer
than i dare
to see.
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