Sharp and open

Leave me alone

And sleeping less every night

As the days become heavier and weighted

Waiting

In the cold light

A noise

A scream tears my clothes as the figurines tighten

With spiders inside them

And dust on the lips of a vision of hell

I laughed in the mirror for the first time in a year

A hundred other words blind me with your purity

Like an old painted doll in the throes of dance

I think about tomorrow

Please let me sleep

As I slip down the window

Freshly squashed fly

You mean nothing

You mean nothing

words
window
weighted
vision
touched
touch
tomorrow
think
tears
waiting
squashed
spiders
someone
sleeping
sleep
short
sequence
tighten
heart
writhing
memory
girls
blind
while
anyone
explodes
again
despair
tonight
crimson
american
alone
light
secrets
press
hundred
chinese
first
figurines
clean
listen
stained
purity
dance
become
sharp
hatred
heavier
throes
scream
image
freshly
haunts
inside
clothes
laughed
leave
least
mirror
right
every
myself
noise
about
other
never
night
nothing
please
painted
pressed

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