today i’m her
coming in my thick boots
fearless not cold
coming over mountains
one way: this
to him
him with eyes which cut all the way through
ripping up the weeds
persistent as the mind
blind me
free me
make me fucking nothing
they say it wasn’t easy that time around
the rocks have truths i don’t want to hear
licking walls inside the caves
letting the demons roll and cold so fucking cold
but who wants easy
when you could fly
but i grown soft on spaghetti and tv
and cappuccino served in cups with fucking saucers
what do i know ?

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