you, in the flesh
(i) – in glass

too much exactitude
for my soul to hide
that you’ve lived
– in my ribs
on your own terms
silently wanting me
while (i) felt nothing
But – no’s
you, in the flesh
i – no longer in glass
you, in the flesh
(i) – in glass

too much exactitude
for my soul to hide
that you’ve lived
– in my ribs
on your own terms
silently wanting me
while (i) felt nothing
But – no’s
you, in the flesh
i – no longer in glass
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