Bumps

Edera

This noise of bumps,
the direction of my mouth
and a livid left on you,
where my eyes can pick it

a sudden heat
invading my lips
a hand
rubbing my eyes

inside of me
I'm outside spaces
a word, a crowd
of outside faces

I've always been
evacuation wish
just memories left
on your skin

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