Skimming your pulse
I want to make some noise
covered in animals
I want to skim the forest floor
closer to the pulse and the pain
exploding in my blood and
hunting to clear my head
When you hunt clarity
the edges smudge
you hunger wracked in a silence
too big for you
Look at the quiet falling
all around the body you’ve
wept Watch the sun fall
on your head
Covered in animals
and even then not in yourself
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