length and the width of the without (you) they’re asking for the internal dimensions of the body the cavernous crevices where i am drowning in midnight shadows and there is a knocking a fist a fight to keep stagnant a level of comfort that no erratic bones can shake and there is a road somewhere uncharted there is skin untouched bones unbroken there is concrete without whispers where eye contact is clean and uncontrolled i want to be clean i want to be clean i am pieces craving a whole part-time pleasure part-time numb human ache quenched by healing silent human bones (no creaking) i want to be whole i want to be hungry i want to carve letters of hope into the bark of burdens i want to sing this world to sleep


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