Here is my hand, my heart,
my throat, my wrist.
Here are the illuminated
cities at the center of me,
and here is the center of me,
which is a lake, which is a well
that we can drink from,
but I can’t go through with it.
I just don’t want to die anymore.
won all his battles and still lost his head turned 3 today!
I am so clearly conscious how little deserving I am.