bend down your ear
Bend down your ear
Hear my words spit on the stony ground
Place your hands on the back of my head
Move aside the caked blood, matted hair, find the soft part on the back of my neck
Stroke slow, soft, and whisper simple assurances
Help me to my knees
my strength is gone
There is no one near to lift my words from my busted lips
All help is lost, gone
Please
when you find me
Lift my words to your ear
Pull me up
off this cold earth
Lie to me, saying
It will all be alright
Swallow your terror long enough to
hold my shaking hands and
Bend down your ear
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