piece by piece I was loved.
there is no doubt that each of them
found and revealed some parts of me.
the lips, an ankle, my left hand’s red triangle,
my eyes, my hair, my skin, my kiss.
I think one of them got in love with a thought,
but most had not.
piece by piece I got lost.
there is no doubt that each of them
took away some parts of me.
the lips, my ankles, my left hand’s red triangle,
my eyes, my hair, my skin, my soul,
still here with this old body and the rest of my thoughts,
kept all locked inside.
and you?
light one to smoke and tell me!
I listen.
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