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read my lips for once
only understand it when you feel my words
with the tip of your finger

tipless tongue, you never stop
i recognise that phrase from a mile away

its okay to be unsatisfied
its okay to know your mind wont stop spinning
start telling yourself it will all end soon enough
and stop thinking that its okay

can you hear my cries without your glasses
because you cant see that im barely breathing
hear the bitterness of my bones in a puff of smoke
find the ashes smell of summer, when you cant hear anything at all

there is no handbook to this literature im writing
this parable is the only map youll need
in this wood the children find no crumbs in stories
the raven ate them, their way home lost in the pages