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my ribs hurt with holding back, i shake, i heave, seismic, volcanic, i'll burst. red all over the cupboard, red rhymes with birth, oh to die of laughter.

we entered the water together. she died. i was saved.

her body begins to unravel. …she has a heart, and it beats. she has thoughts. she is real. then why is she here? why is anyone? …there may be blood in her veins, but now she can't see any of it.

i feel the need to cry out, to utter a savage scream that will set the world atremble with dread.

i still ponder the words i couldn't say back then––and like that, we are dyed in blue.

it'll be okay. i'm here by your side...here to protect you forevermore.

my aim was to apply a sunny warmth that would thaw his ice.

young man, if you wish to live, take my hand.

put your hand to my faded cheek: a testament of our desires.

isn't it pretty? all my life, my poetry, leaving me...

as far as i am concerned, i resign from humanity. i no longer want to be, nor can still be, a man.

unforgettable love and enduring pain...

i'll save some room for your last words.