Dominic Riccitello
Aug 24, 2017

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dragging our feet upon ashes of words dealt throwing thorns at shadows in eve we wake the ocean with a touch of heaven lips against my skin feel you screaming rapids gravitate and we’re in hell masked as heaven pulling ourselves and breaking a moment shaving bones to feel whole using herbs to tango the ice of our hearts mixing vodka and tonic to shade abuse talking in difference we build false pretense he shatters windows of our green house swinging arms through nothingness he feels it, i feel him in a corner five thousand miles away tuesday with mercury in retrograde we face death to stay unafraid bones