Absolute Altitude

Not a scintilla of blood will spill 
(or boil) for you

These buttons you’ll never depress

I recognize the murky depths...
Of your charm/lessness

With all of you, I’m through
Left the nest. Flew

These wings expand 
As the wind strips away
Your memory

Watch — As I ascend

I’ve earned every reason 
To beat my chest

Thank you, Sammi!

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