I could break every rule. I could bend them into hooks and weapons so cruel until the sky opens and the day crawls in. Until the sky opens and the day crawls in with all the early morning birds. When all the early warning words pressure my frame like a bridge in the cards, you can hammer my name to a bench in the park as a sign of age and the cursive rules of entropy.
I could swaddle you in truth. I could usher in the violence and bring sirens so smooth until all trust does collapse and all we pretend is swept like broken glass back off the blacktop bend. Or I could curl up my tongue. My wretched little tongue.
Debt, trial: new laws for me
New laws for me: push, provide
Restraint, recoil: new laws for me
New laws for me break wide
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