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the human condition. | by atomic turquoise
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the human condition.

open myself only

on days when the sky also cries

its always less lonely

when the entire world has wet eyes

sunstreaks and lightspots

leak like shadows inside

the crypts of lost lovers

these veins pulsing with life

antiquated bird cage, door open

both, we lay on our sides

bleeding our dopamine

incinerating our lies

fingertips light as feathers

whispering to cool skin

juxaposed like a sky and a kite

only something more solidified;

like vulnerability and a sharpened knife.

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Taken on April 3, 2009