Entirely In Infancy
End
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Don't breathe, salivate you sleeping blank space.
Don't breathe in the surrogate floral spectrum.
Don't breath just salivate on frozen organs.
We'll kill a thousand times.
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Don't release starving orchids into the world.
They'll die just like the last one. Again.
They'll stare right in your eyes.
It's all frozen and choking.
When we're whispering and laughing.
...and so we stop.
Plural.
Literal.
Coldsweat.
Drenced in a sanguine fluid
and measured for infection.
