Quick-breath hungry,
Devour your words
Hope they stir fire
And light soul.
Taste sterile paper,
Cold black ink.
Tucked
Into an envelope,
You delivered yourself,
Empty.
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Quick-breath hungry,
Devour your words
Hope they stir fire
And light soul.
Taste sterile paper,
Cold black ink.
Tucked
Into an envelope,
You delivered yourself,
Empty.