so we watched the dew drip
open your mouths, open your fingers. the lightest touch of raindrops, they fester and linger. plopping on the grass, it turns its lashes upwards. so open up your lips and drown. so open up your fingers upside down. and everything gets lost, it's dripping through our early morning dreams and graying dew.
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