writing poetry
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Oh to close my eyes to the world
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≻: Oh to close my eyes to the worldI am sometimes abruptly reminded of my agingWhen I find the terrible urge to close my eyesAgainst the rising disgust…
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Head above
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≻: Head aboveEmotionally, I am staying a— Float with both my legs chopped off At the hips So I am heaving Myself…
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Skipping breakfast
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≻: Skipping breakfastBreakfast is a meal for those loved by someone in their life. This is a revelation I’ve come to now…
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Childhood without phones
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≻: Childhood without phonesWhen I was a child, hot afternoons oozed by Slowly so I can part it with sticky fingers Grasping a…
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I must write again
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≻: I must write againIn the afternoon I got home and dropped into a comatose sleepAnd woke up like a fish yanked onto the…
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Brutal
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≻: BrutalHow brutal life is that I have to drag my corpse out And disassociate on the park bench next to…
