CN: Trauma, bodies
take it out of your body,
pushpull that
day that
only night
it he never left me
pushbirth it
him
reverse it
clear the cobwebs mop the floors
I’m still in here
take it out of your body
your body polished parquetry
lightfoot downlit low polished brass
and silver untarnished open the door
By Oscar Ridout
Cambridge