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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