28.10.14 - 8:55 a.m.

miriam, where was your hand?
i needed it, need it, though now
the need is mostly done. a cornetto,
a steely will. what did i misunderstand?
the ocean bled into the night, the water
beaded on our tingling legs while she
said this was beneath me. miriam,
where was your hand, then?



kein eina hara
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