I stand here fractured
From womb to sternum
Whilst you sheath your hands
Inside chagrined pockets
We never touch on departure
So I say to you hello instead
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I am a well. I runneth deep,
Open-mouthed, and thirsty
I watch you pass above
Grey-hued and capricious
Fill me with your bones
With the calcified lightening
Of your heavenly intentions
Leave me not the relic
Of an exiled civilization
Leave me not to wonder
At the quantity of your love
Say to me now, as always, hello