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we peeled back our undulating eyes, cuz tomorrow never gave us hope in mishap.
we shot blanks at today cuz today didn't turn out the way we dreamed it. something fell across the street stray something unfounded something ridiculous that we could dream and father and birth again. somewhere between our faults and fistfights we fell apart again. no one giving a fuck what the other side felt and fell.
but deep and certain we might.
shove across momentous posturing and somewhere tomorrow might take us.
deftly sneaking out with tomorrow's blade between our teeth, she shit past deep knotted comforters, and pissed yellow across the yesterdays eyes.
make something of nothing. cry tears of lost situations tearing insecurities to oblivion. let nothing hold our grasp.
we shit comfort in tiresome antiquities. and wrapped ourselves in heirloims. where we could be present is not now.
post portraits of the wounded by our bedside to remind us of the fallen and how tomorrow should be lived out.
take it how it's become to you. and attempt not to break out in in crying.
when we break ourselves it gets harder to find out where the pieces interlocked.
our lego set gathered up and handed off to goodwill.