just say that you've never seen us,
and we'll pretend that we never came.
I'm covered with mosquitoes,
but beaming all the same.
as the heavy doors behind us
stifle the last knives of light,
we pray our hearts won't fill with darkness
(pockmarked prisms inside).
the life we shed
is left unsaid.
you become more than what you are
when buried in the leaves.
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all the trails split here so brake,
fissures glowing in this break,
all my habits I will break,
watch this empty new day break,
watch my fragile reason break,
while the glorious new days break.