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| we are black and white, yellow and brown, wheatish and many more . . . . . . . . . . . . . but in the end we all sum up to just one, that is HUMAN. |
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| we are black and white, yellow and brown, wheatish and many more . . . . . . . . . . . . . but in the end we all sum up to just one, that is HUMAN. |
me, missing you, still On certain nights, sleep comes to me in drifts -me, missing you, still by ~XezleX
collecting like snow against our bedroom walls;
and I shiver into it gradually, hypothermic,
with hallucinations blooming on the edges of my vision;
deserts thick with blood-choked dunes
and the screams, your screams,
drifting into a dust-hazed sky.
(In my head, they sound hoarsely from your smokers throat,
the sort of death throes that could drop dimes
from the hands of children.)
I'd poured myself a glass of red wine that night;
thinking of you as I sipped it,
wondering if you had water, food.
The wine tasted too sweet going down –
and I should have known it then; should
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