Poem -
Dead Sea
To inhale the weightless smoke that lingers from your breath
To feel the hands that have left burning embers within the walls of my ribcage
To have mason jars scattered on concrete and a single red pillow on the left side of the bed
To always feel like the four corners of the Dead Sea
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