Turpentine

Amaya López-Carromero

And my feet lift the floor
My arms dissolve into your turpentine words and ashes
As my fingers are burning
All of my dreams devoured
All of the dreams I jammed
Into the darkness, the line of your jaws


And my feet lift the floor as my will dissolves
Into your turpentine absence and silence
As your shadow turns to ghosts blending into the whiteness
The holiness of you both


I became a bedside stain you'll erase
Dive to another hole, while I was your seamstress in disguise
Trying to patch your soul
And my morning nauseas, nibbling at your pride
And my midnight trail, sleepwalking over your life
I will weight in your heart as a stone
I will speak in your tongue
Only when I'm gone, only when I'm gone
And my feet leave the floor as my world dissolves

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