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shingle scratch

I wish I could lay;
be less alone,
and kiss you on
your collar bones.
My fingers trace
along your spine
I’ll fall in line
just give me time.

I’m truthfully afraid
that not a soul
will be able
to love the shackled wreck I am.
Not as afraid as I’ll ever be
to try to see if you can.

My dear,
there’s a mess in me.

The city’s in a coma
like a giant in the snow
I wanna be there if it wakes up
but I’ll die here when it won’t.

Need to do some rooftop thinking
while I’m sane for just this second.
I feel like I’m always shrinking
in your eyes.
I’m mentally unstable,
I talk a lot to get me by,
watching shitty late night cable
in my petty lonely life.

shingle scratch

Nathan Emery

Joined September 2009

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