i drown myself in your ligaments. suck sinews for oxygen. face to skin suffocation. grasp limbs for air like fists nights fighting sheets. sleep regrets and the things that only disappear. from vision without enough light. in your regret. i steep foolish and longing. for windpipes and the exhalation that makes sounds into words that would disappear if you weren't there. to hear. with or without the light.
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