.echoes.

a million words flutter about my head like confused butterflies in a summery haze

5.04.2004

these words stretch and crack beneath my fingertips
leaving discomfort to leak out:...
through the-tiny()tears-they make in me.
.:tighten and snap.
the melody of your tongue
(that i know all too well)
is beginning to )resonate ))
with a vague unfamiliarity
that twists my stomach into knots.
_careful with your words;
they string my heart in threads down your neck
that tighten when you are out of tune
and break if tuned too far in the wrong
direction..

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