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cigarette ghosts count
her spine, a
hollow design
wrapped in paper—
burned in ink
to undo her nakedness
and stained sheets
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I'm sad, I'm saaad. And I kinda fell inlove with her.. it's a wonder I could still put words together.
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Such a beautiful poem. Your imagery is nicely done.