TERRITORY

In towards a relapse I found myself properly reclaimed,

a divergence of transcendence, as bliss restarts the game;

thirsty with an eyebrow blink;

 thirsting for the by,

and tenuations season fit, a lie slides down my spine;

an in consequence of default,

a brimming chest cut trance,

and dances like a soldier over breasted alleviated synapse.

Given so sure -  give me breath tore, give me shot right through my crown,

and shoulders witness involvement like

ligaments unbound,

satiated complacency; there will be no more quiet a..g...a...i...n and the wings speak up and over head, I

cannot hear the lame, you witness me in rorschach, you witness me when blind, I am me, resuctioned in to every 

torrid scream and breathing through the brine.

like.

this.

like envelope.

like shimmer and retain.

like afterbirth resistance and a divided brand new same.

TERRITORY

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