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these words in my head
they swirl and create mist
like water down a flushed bowl
my head's fulla sh#!
seeking, seeking a convo that's real
can't get it at home, can't get it in here
frustrates the soul to be
fearless alone
halfass answers to simple questions
a 'yes' a or 'no'
will do fine, and put a dimple
in this armor
hand-crafted: it's sturdy
it's heavy, grimy
reliably mine
yearning for the soft colors of dusk
to remove this shell,
sleep naked,
and dream of more
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Posted: Oct 2017

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