open wounds

it keeps me awake,

makes me quiet,

the screams on my fingers,

open like her heart,

vulnerable,

of causality,

it’s sure to be near,

be warned,

of it’s dangers,

deeper the road travels,

unknown the air surrounds,

winds without any knowledge,

of your own whereabouts,

this future is afraid.

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