Sta.sh
That mundane essence against my bare skin
Tends to dry ice to dust.
What normally melts
Crumbles slowly like an aging sidewalk,
A heavily used slab of cement,
That screams for its dismantlement.
My name can only command so much,
On the brink of extinction can it no longer
Be used as a device for control.
But baby,
When you speak it,
Let it slide from your tongue like a sin,
But baby,
When you spit it,
Let it corrupt your body unjust,
But baby,
When you see it,
Let it remind you
Of an endless burning bridge of steel,
But baby,
Remember,
When you call my name,
I'm only breathless.
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