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styrofoam matchstick earthquake girl

what I wouldn’t give to own you like words

owe you like rent /

you smile at me with too many eyes /

give me some sort of coughed up vibration

spitting song across your doorstep /

seems like I can be the end of the world

when I want to be /

trip over your microcosm of being

you make me echo at

too many frequencies /

I can’t tell if this loveliness is

ever something I actually want

still I’m on edge

skin still holds this kind of trembling

I am strong enough to carry

any god on my shoulders

and my god it’s a lot