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A rising wail inside of me.
Accusations of rough inaccuracy.
The pointed-finger of my accuser, that grating, raspy whisper.
Insomnia-asphyxiation.
I try to choke oxygen from fabric, yet cloth and carbon-dioxide clog my esophagus.
He slurs praise and profanities at my bedside, prattling on about high thread-count consistency, Egyptian-cotton blessings.
Oceans of unconsciousness will swallow you whole.
Exhaustion is an echo, a ghost.
Every breathe I take in is unadulterated elation.
Periwinkle bubbles sputter along my spine as wispy linen-waves sift betwixt my fingers.
Lithe sensation swells inside my skin, like glass-nerves pulsating fireworks.
I remain nothing but transparent flesh, cellophane feelings caught in a crystal chest.
Accusations of rough inaccuracy.
The pointed-finger of my accuser, that grating, raspy whisper.
Insomnia-asphyxiation.
I try to choke oxygen from fabric, yet cloth and carbon-dioxide clog my esophagus.
He slurs praise and profanities at my bedside, prattling on about high thread-count consistency, Egyptian-cotton blessings.
Oceans of unconsciousness will swallow you whole.
Exhaustion is an echo, a ghost.
Every breathe I take in is unadulterated elation.
Periwinkle bubbles sputter along my spine as wispy linen-waves sift betwixt my fingers.
Lithe sensation swells inside my skin, like glass-nerves pulsating fireworks.
I remain nothing but transparent flesh, cellophane feelings caught in a crystal chest.
Intertwining the tangible and elusive
was inevitable disaster for the two of us.
was inevitable disaster for the two of us.
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I really love the last line.