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measured
jammed between a staff and strung out unpressed piano pedals await to make an audible sense of how ive been measured
miracle
stumbling over my own feet in the morning exhaling someone elses stale liquor breath i realize the emptiness emanates from my own dissatisfaction with the impossibility of Fate. i clutch at strangers hands like miracles
railroad
I hear the trains nightly sobbing something familiar i had gotten used to them after ten years but now the railroad's all i dream about
saturday
it's 6 am it's saturday i haven't slept because i've been too empty to sleep i haven't slept because you showed up willing perhaps to help me fill myself
earring
discarded, i saw one pearl sitting beside the sidewalk so many had walked down never caring about the beauty hidden beneath forgotten dirt
flirt
why flit your eyes at idealistic unrealities why flirt with impossible, improbable, visions they're not wonderful. they're lies.
festival
I'll be waiting for you at a silver booth I'll wear a mask of mahogany painted with shapes and forms of wingless birds and bones. LOLOLOLLL i'm dumb
hinge
hanging by the last of unoiled remains, of rusted inquiries and dust-ridden brains, thoughts lay petrified.
fences
painted a shade of dulling off-white the slats that lead up into stencil-cut pricks pose an insignificant threat to the possibilities of glimpses and touches and conversations not held back by rusting chains. my collar could just as easily be made of wind. the stake that grounds me an annoying plastic dyed blue with scorn can be melted only by the embers of my own constraints. i'll blame the fence because i'm starting to hate you.
cactus
like pricks in my iris but i shrug and back they roll. they'll force themselves out when i'm left alone.
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