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Art of Dying

by Ché Aimee Dorval

on Between The Walls and The Window (2017), Between The Walls & The Windows (2018)

I wanted you to feel it
To trace the fault lines with your hands
I wanted you real me in

I wanted that there should be no question
In my position and who I have become
With his precision i am undone

And that's the seriousness of my destruction
And the dreariness of one
That's the brittleness of my structure
And the crashing bore i have become

I like to see them through my skin
To see where i begin
To see i am not too far from it
I am not too far

I wanted you to heal it
To brush the dirt off
And kiss my wound
I wanted but could not feel it
When our lips touched that afternoon

And knotted and in the silence
Your quickened heart a flutter
But mine lay still
And in this condition
I'm no addition
To anyone

And that's the seriousness of my destruction
And the dreariness of one
That's the brittleness of my structure
And the crashing bore i have become

I eat to keep the words from forming
I fuck to keep the thoughts at bay
I breath because I've not yet learned
The art of dying