Inept

our clavicles clash against our skin, begging for escape as though skeletons were actually keys unlocking exits and routing toward the glory in our torrential sunshine momentstowards constellations that never add up on the canvas of our  flesh  I draw you in with a string, touching the panacea of freckles together, a map of stars on a pale skylinereaching the sharp corners of your fragile face my doubts dilute the blood of love, stopping the pulse of the ache in your hands  the streets tip on your smile, the vascillating earth beneath us makes us drunkards reaching and rocking the foundations; into unbreaking, stultifying concrete high on mismatched innards. we exhale the tightness in our throats, as though drowning in the atmosphere. we share nothing but time. You looked at me as though I were normal. I thought you knew me. yet we are anything but in tandem, our bodies hang midair,  caught in each breath I am amplified in your timidity, an ever-expanding exuberance to the contrast of your eyes, harsh and unrelenting. a punishment of sorts, where clocks scrape the edges of minutes, rocking us to sleep. we colide in a vacuum, refusing to acknowledge defeat you are a rogue equation, a fragrance amongst the doldrums of mathematics, unwilling to accept a theory.Unwilling to accept a theory or to sort through the hypothesis of stangers. You insist on a right angled madness and bet on a left-sided coin

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