killing me

steel latitudes of rain. ameba of desire/hope. we'll be together. alone.

you spat the moon in my eyes. without distance, mercy.

at night, i speak with ghosts. in the day, i wash their tombstones.

at night, i write my book.

l'histoire de la haine

at night, i whisper over the water.

at night, i keep losing heart.

and the cold sameness reminds me of dying.

the trains leave tomorrow. to the east, to cold meadows.

the hour is here, the hour of distance. the hour of leaving. the hour of white noise.

i close my eyes. the steel hits my vein.

we'll be together.

 

::: fatal :::

 

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