dear tumblr,
your little plastic castle
the words made big falling out the windows–
we both have nameless sayings
nameless ways
tied to great expanse
call it a forging of sight
the shelf on the wall
solitary holding of other:
the return of empty filled me
swelled the loneliness and flooded breath
until her silence came again like a concert
of strings
tying together meaning and strength
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