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Choke
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Poetry Find your birth
in burning fields
the suicide seasons
that call you home
to drift through silence
to the days you spent
breaking,
crying over a phone
children play pretend
we're pretending to be alone
we swallow
we choke
play with inches
stuck tight on hanging rope
we gasp
we swallow
we choke
your nightmare voice
shaking under blankets
she brushes away hair
"be still
your still my beautiful boy
your courage is right here
inside your heart"
find your birth
don't bleed death skin
don't burn this down
it will always grow back
i held you through these seasons
the ones you swore you'd die
i whispered through the trees
for you to come home
when you stayed inside your silence
we swallowed
we gasped
we choke
find your birth
your still my beautiful boy
