come and get it j.c.
you held me
the night
i peed blood
the wavering
sanctity of brevity
and blight
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“Hearing a train coming, we scurried two hasty descents: He slid down the banister in short increments, while I let my feet slide precariously over the edge of each step. Turned out, the train was departing. Hold on Marie, there’s a ruby ring on QVC. Just a ‘sec. They have a ruler out…. measuring it…. Marie? You still there? Marie? Hello? Oh, hey – sorry. No, it’s alright – really? It’s huge, right!?”
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