you are infinitely fine, and
i am lying awake all night
missing your limbs. couldn't
you hack one off and courier
it to me? couldn't you place
an eyeball in a post it note
and send it? i just want to
look you in the eye, i'm sick
of looking you up. why
won't you talk to me?
you might be infinitely fine
but i'm awake all night.
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