at the function, i feel myself splitting into too many rooms of static
you touch my hand & there i am

you love me despite the history of my hands, their
mangled confession

o the horrid friends who were just ships harboring me to you

All that no one sees
You see what's inside of me
Every nerve that hurts
You heal deep inside of me
You don't have to speak

And you push me up to
This state of emergency
How beautiful to be