Scar Scratching

You are the scratch in my throught at the end of a cough,
standing on the edge you make me want to jump off.

You are the deep scar i’ll scratch and give myself,
after i decide maybe not to kill my other self.

It’s terrifying to think of you right here,
but just like you i love the good fear.

i would rather die than see you cry,
unless you ask me to want to try.

You’ll be here frightfully soon,
26 nights of a full moon.

Way more than raving,
fulfill ethereal craving.

How soon is now,
now think wow.

What is next ?
2 too vexed.

Imagination,
conclusion.

Be spikey,
psyche.

Forms,
goes.

You,
me.

We

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