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Pulse

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You crawled into my bed

Like some sort of giant insect

And I found myself spellbound

At the sight of you thereCocooned in my room,

Beautiful and grotesque and all the rest of that bug stuff

Bluffing your way into my mouth

Behind my teeth, reaching for my scarsThat night we got kicked out of two bars

And laughed our way homeThat night you leaned over

And threw up into your hair

And I thought

I would offer you my pulseIf I thought it would be useful

I would give you my breath

Except

The problem with death is that you haveSome hundred years and then they can

Build building on your only bones

100 years and then your grave is not your own

We lie in out beds, and our gravesUnable to save ourselves from

The quaint tragedies we invent

And then undo from the stupid circumstances

We slalomed throughAnd I realized that night that the hall light

Which seemed so bright when you turned it on is nothing

Compared to the dawn

Which is nothing, compared to the lightWhich seeps from me while you're sleeping

Cocooned in my room

Beautiful and grotesque resting

That night we got kicked out of two barsAnd laughed our way home

And I held you there thinkingI would offer you my pulse

I would give you my breath

I would offer you my pulse

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