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::DRY::

my mouth is parched



from hours of underlying thirst

cause im not the first



from this oasis of conversation

to the ease of this starving stomach-ach

this mirage of default consolation



and as it quenches this rocky sand gut

ceaseing my words to strut



it leaves my esophagus parched

grappling against my tongue

and my breath is arched



Begging for a drop of sweat to flow down





to trickle down the throat of my arm

to these digits of ringing voices. i hold.

while she raises the alarm



Begging for you to slow down



there will be no trickle girl

i flow

plentiful amounts of fickle words to bend and curl



no flinch of my eye

no thump thump in my ears

no moment to lick my lips. as i trust to lie...



perhaps this beep of a lost battery

will be the hang up of my god damn reality



that boop of another text

or that yawn that means shes going to bed

i'll wait up and watch some x-effects



but before you go...

make my air moist with the peak of sunrise

like you do when i say

"i will stay up"

before i can say no...



in this desert of maybe--it could be--perhaps

(this might just be) an

effed up circumstance



when the thought of your eight month gone face

take the place of sleepy eyes

and the sound of your eight minute gone voice

Drowns out any lullabies



but how can this girl give in to the wake

this quicksand of a story of severe heart-break



remind me of Artax who the swamp of sadness now contain

Atreyu lost him in the quicksand such named



this never-ending story is all up to choice

i'll be your Atreyu if you'll follow my voice.



Fortune is a fault line and im vexed by the quake

Quicksand is a metaphor and i never really sank



ill stay in the sand granted your sleeping breath be my wind



cause for you i would never set on eyes on

the sea of possibilities

again

and if dehydration be my salvation

i will put down my pen.

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