Inches

Staccato breathing mechanically makes the air move in and out short and frantic shrinking consciousness like flesh rotting from a carcass insufficient surface area left to save to graze disoriented and abstracted reality stinging and dizzying inches from dancing for eternity

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Prayers From Dust

doubled over sharing whispers with the tiles tasting the sand between shakes the only way my body knows how to beg for help is through bruises knees fold over one another crashing down, syncope sink to the stone floor thousands of miles away from my temple, double down prayers through muddy tears between breaths, my…

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