as you come over late at night, crawling
i know it's your awkward shadow, sneaking under blanket.
you attempt to breathe quietly, but i'm finding
you all over the place.
if you were Frankenstein:,
stitch up your cut open veins,
i would make them function fine,
make your mind a better place.
andy
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