the imprints you left
on my bedroom walls
and undotted
there was never a chance to say it
but you did anyway

we left the field
dark grass engraved
with the shapes
of our wasted bodies

your eyes
were like a forest
i could never find my way
out of


i try to
decipher the etchings
on my
bedroom wall

a language
i don’t understand

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