cry the way you cry when you
reach the shore again, cry the way
the way, ouch
cry the way you cry then
break the way a cracker
breaks announcing another
cycle of cold warm hot water
hot warm cold, the latter
and the former
cry the way
only in
the way
you cry then
like a wave of
rain cry like satur
ated pools of
pulsating swimm
ing seas
record it in the hours
each and ever
each
and every
everyone of them
cry like that like the way
you smash the hour
with the hurricane
of tears spread
on the edge of
every glass
stained
cried uncried
any ever every
other cry notice
able like a passer
by in a sea of people
feeling intact
feeling ether
eal
atrocity, my
tears
don’t cry without me
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