He wasn’t love
he was a scream
A perpetual frozen unblinking eye
At the moment of brutal murder
Time unchanging
trapped forever in extraordinary fear and confusion
That’s it
The one thing that’s special about him
Is his extraordinary fear
Dance better than your fear
Fuck better than your fear
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Better than your fear
I am curime I am Jesus I am Goliath
I am extraordinary
His extraordinary fear
A screaming blade that cut
The serrated edge between
cloud drops
dispersing into frigid air
Shaped the outline of
my skin
My survival
Of the eye
within the eye
Within the I
Within the I
I am love
Everything is not love
but I am love
and he is a scream
And it goes on
and on
And I am the silence
That will go on even longer
In another life
You’re already dead
This is me moving on
Because I deserve a man who survives
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