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Handmade brass
poised for the past
made to sever and made to last
you timed this gift like a perfect test
Scissoring senseless things
Sharpened shine
waiting on why
break the seal on a certainty
the edge of anything so empty
Scissoring senseless things
Scissored nerves to numb every kiss
i cut the maps up to cheat distance
slice to ribbons the senseless bliss of this