"Long Line"
by Arcassin Burnham
*I'll stay with you in this line if you want me to*
flashing images in my head makes me think
that i am dead and possibly unable to comprehend,
*I'll be what you want to be at the end of the day*
you kiss my cheek and bush my skin with your hands,
pays attention to my glance without the decorative sin,
I'm floating off into the abyss of fracturing skulls,
as i brake mine i see the mountain that crumbles
and falls with the swing of my arms and the rhythm
in my steps and the flask that i drink in my hands where
the blood comes from my finger tips,
it wouldn't last,
while waiting in this long line.
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