life is a handful
two, if you’re of luck
one hundred winters
give or take a tree.
i miss college skin
—
i miss my college skin
wrists and risks
nineteen years of
music
wrapped 'round the
lake
night runs in the rain
lime green beats
left, right
left, right
never felt pain
sealed my sorrow somehow
i miss my collagen.
all the
music unaccounted for
remembering all the ways
you used to
remember
dismembering the days
I miss my collagen.
I miss my college skin.
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life is a handful
two, if you’re of luck
one hundred winters
give or take a tree.
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