:::by hazel:::

cold fingers
wrapped in frozen wrapping paper
tucked under your feet until milk and cookies
dry fingers
peircing at its barren sides, hangnails
unmoisturized; inside, out, inside, out.
ripped fingers
torn and dangling, shortened; flattened.
splintered stilts, my mouth is smoking.
and its too cold to hold you.
and its too cold to hold you.

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