found when i was cleaning out my desk, which i can roughly date around august 2007:
perfume and meat
saline
dribbles down her chin
vacant
eyes she cannot close
i thought you'd left me off the hook
you made me come back for one last look
her last lie-in
lying in state
oh what a state
as a uniform pulls over a sheet
i realise girls are made of perfume and meat.
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