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G. Pearson
You’re only all mine.
And now time is warped by us.
You are 5 AM.
I have a problem.
Needed help to give it up.
Thank you for support.
Ambivalence stings.
For wolves, it’s neutrality.
Give me space to think.
sip… GULP warm water
Feels like fresh crystal of life
Warm like blood within
Caught, my chest vibrates
Somehow, I remain in air
Singing & humming
The younger kitten
Was the princess of the court.
First adopted, though.
Nothing needs cleansing.
We are fine as is. We’re free.
Itching ears ‘til death.
Tell the caves, “Close up.”
Wolves meander, finding warmth.
I need them to feast.
The gloves snap coldly
Waking me again to fear
“Morphine please, doctor.”