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our mouths are empty of teeth & our gums
healed with invisible scars // when we talk
it sounds the same like we never had them

when I ask how we eat Boy says everything is
soft enough everything here adjusts // one day
he wakes without a rib cage & when I press

my mouth into his chest it gives where his bones
should be // he counts & says he’ll wait
says he can stay for days until we find them