opening the door
watching
the rabbit
trying to escape
peeking inside
staring
at a glowing
something
life happens
on the outskirts
between
birth and death
between legs and vaginas
too much
so much
this chill
down my spine
nothing
nothing
keeps everything together
between winter and spring
a single flower's
throat is cut
this merciless cold
peeking outside
numb
frozen
hearing my dream
love
so frightening
daunting
closes the door.
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