he was really his own name when?

 he was really his own name when? without hurting each other words bled to finish repeat it furrow me like a memory in your mouth repeat me when you are not in your accelerated language when we are not condemnation of condemnation cruelty of cruelty and always wait when we are in who we are everything is inside in a scream the night lives as if chosen we were locked in the crook of our arms