Together, we are cracks in pavement
Ancient runes formed in abandoned roadsides
Taken by conversation and footsteps
Alone, we are goldfish
Bulbous masses of saline forgiveness
Warmth in arms and legs made of sticky fear
Silly me, silverfish in the woodwork
You - all - are a blight on my soul
But you, that same silver temptor
Your song is the sweetest of them all
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