fly north
northeast and away
away from here, away from we
because no matter what you say
you'll always be God to me
oblivious to nails and hammers
and corruption and my furtive attempts
to pull you in
to be alluring
words pulse in your brain
paint flows through your veins
and i stitch you up with dull needles
and tangled threats
and still your whispers, sweet, echo
in my ears, through the whole of me
fly north east
and escape the cage i've made
but call to me when you get there
lay forth the path
occlude my foreshadowed eyes farther
detangle your plans
entangle your fingers within my curls
and tell me that love always finds a way
away
away
from peace
from me
northeast.

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