cold droplets dissipating on first contact
hot metal eating away at them, scarfing them down,
one second
and it's in the air
in your mouth
caressing your skin, warming your fingertips,
it will fall with you
and silently mirror your innards
and you can't get rid of it
because you don't know it's there.
hey hey,
I'm waiting for you.
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