I love you.
These twenty-four
hours
I haven’t stopped
thinking about you.
I’m terrified of
you.
Everybody in my
life reminds me how
unhappy I was with
you.
Stomach overboard, anvil
ruptures water rushing
toward sea floor;
my lining is in tow,
plummeting cheeks howling in the wind
pull lips back to gritted teeth—
amor fati
breath
amor fati
amor fati
breath
amor fati
amor fati
amor fati
amor fati
amor fati
amor fati
breath
breath
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