promises pop on the wire
pouring their essence on the ground
saying things louder by their demise
than could ever have been
said on the page

say them, speak them,
warm them on your tongue
make them ready to see life

promises pop at first blush
holding themselves in the kiss,
which slowly slides apart,
releasing their essence into the air

grab them, swing for them
give every last effort
to snatch them from the air
and hold them to your heart

try, always try, to hold them
to their truth

hold them
hold them
hold them…

they bleed
and destroy


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