razor…

i cage her
my heart
open 
absorb 
soak in words
beautiful things
intoxicatingly cryptic 
I take in portions of you
that now come 
fewer & farther between
I caged her 
my heart
in this breathless fall
a refugee
lost in your land
of feast or famine 
indentured 
awaiting more scars
your razor markings 
accumulating 
inside my chest

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