(then up and into everything the squall and the rest of it)

there was a part

(fruit-sweet)

of me

uncovered by the suck

           of your filling lungs

(the sound / lifting / breaking

/././.::o_) ) )  )  )  ) _ver  

                     

the white-tiled, bloodied room

(then up & into everything & 

the squall & the rest of it)

a part I will never squander