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eyes bigger than stomach 

heart bigger than bank

desires spill out of my life

splashing everywhere

 

i like to visit 

a primitive state

where it’s nerves

against fate

 

i listen to 

clocks wind down

and improvise 

with what i’ve found

 

sometimes 

I imagine you there 

fighting some 

same war

 

and we share 

a pregnant moment

unsure 

of its sex

 

and things said 

are carved in stone

revisited 

in nights alone

 

becoming a mantra 

chanted 

that never fails 

to break me apart

 

eyes bigger than stomach 

heart bigger than bank

desires spill out of my life

splashing everywhere

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