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there are scars on my arms from razorblades—
marks on my body from bad burns.
where have all those places gone
where you touched me for longer than an hour?
every stroke blossomed
into beautiful bruises—
my skin soft as mute paper, and you,
my towering shadow-like man, you said:
“i want to become an island again”.
blackened boots and cigarette smoke—
i heard your car rumbling by as i walked.
you said you were driving
just to get out,
but i knew that it was
you are far gone now—across
an ocean where you seem to belong!
i’m holding a mirror up
to these waves—
nebulous medusa appears then crashes
i could lay here forever,
let myself be littered with coral!
you don’t belong to me—
you don’t belong to yourself!
i want to become an island again.
break off your
we will form
a new earth—
watch the sun
make the day.