Challenge
L o n e l i n e s s
...pretty self explanatory. Poetry only please!
Sink
Take my bones
One by one
From my skin
And watch them sink
Black lake water
Boiling then returning to glass
Aching stillness in the 5 am half-light
Ask how many nights
I will lay with winter's fingers
Under my skin
Playing the piano on my ribcage
Painting blue onto my lips
And calling it love
Without words
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