will i take your hand, or will both of our ashes end up buried in the yard?
i love you, we need each other, i am afraid, you are confused
but our stomachs feel lighter and lighter and we search for the secrets of the heart
we are humans
we are lonely
we like to sit close on the couch
we like to touch each other
we like feeling like we are something more than skeletons with paper mache skin
the head shakes itself no
the vocal cords of the body spew a resounding yes
and the heart can't decide
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