In the cold, dark
        of January,
         I remembered
              you
        the most.
  As the chill
      snapped bones
              like branches,
     as the afternoons
   bathed themselves
in gray,
     as the birds
and the backs
      shook,
so did my lips
   around your name.
I'm so happy
     January is almost
over now.

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Boundaries broke
    the storm
        before it rose
So the glow
    settled
The beautiful put to bed
    And wonder died
        while it slept

are we but lonely dreamers
drifting upon a sea of twilight stars
not knowing when to wake

This is my body
I think
You see some days I am not sure
Because it's covered in opinions and handprints
That do not belong to me
And they are dripping all over this better life I am trying to build

- Was this supposed to be winning?