selves imposed a threat
oh your name moaned
in mood lighting
repeating selves
each without history
my love
15 minutes late
and i cannot breathe
and now i must mend this?
i don't think
what i said was true
i, heather utah,
would like to
formally issue
a retraction
of the words
the unbearable lightness
and a drastic
change of tradition
imposed a place
a threat to mend a gap
i sat in the queen chair
you, eunuch
number one left hand man
THIS ENDS TONIGHT
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