You Can’t Fix Everything Forever

The last time you looked, you swore you were alone
Yet now a warm breath bathes the back of your neck
You scour the corners for cracks where the souls seep in
And when you find a fracture you’ve a putty at the ready –
     a putty made from fish guts and fear
Still the body-less breath remains, so light in form, so –

Tell us what you see!
Tell us what you see there!
Tell us how the breath moves from your neck to your earlobes to your shoulders to your breasts to your naval how it grows heavy as it draws toward your inner thigh.

The last time you looked, you swore you were alone
Yet now a hot breath captures your every attention
You’ve all but forgotten the cracks at the corners, souls squeezing in
Putty jar tossed to the floor, rusted blade –
     rusted blade of a putty knife shoved deep down
And that body-less breath breathes everywhere, so full in execution, so –

You Can’t Fix Everything Forever

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