i am observer

buffer of restraint

between sense and spirit

like atmospheric layers

like whale blubber

like beach and horizon

i keep my distance

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i bring comfort to people

didn't realize til recently

i give a feeling of safety

hurt ones need

and haha i feel like cesar milan's big dog

i can let you just be a lil crazy

woof woof

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why have kids at this point

we've left them with a world where they might have to literally deal with people trying to eat them because we wont be able to grow food

that's a literal possibility for their lives

we got a decade to completely restructure society

haha

and thats probably a conservative estimate so as to not appear fucking crazy

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two sad sacks

colored blue and white

talkin what "we" got

about their fave team

what do you have?

what do the teams represent to you???

what are you even celebrating when the players aren't even from your region?

you have nothing

imagine being saddened by a sports team's loss

imagine how small you'd have to be

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my grandma died last night
by morphine drip

my grandma died years ago
when she forgot my name, my face
speaking to me only in spanish

maybe she died before that?
when they made me baby
and i accepted,
too weak with my little arms and
my soft, fearing mind
I became a stranger
afraid to confront that isolation

silence is complicity

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time run through a prism
like moment mitosis
all channels split
into rainbow separations
i hope there's alpha on this one
some base connecting all possibilities

..

there is only one of you
existing in every universe
on rails til you come to that logical end
pressing against whatever reality is found
every soul runs this way

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any time i stir a hot drink

i think of, see my grandma's hands whisking bath water

that was too hot for me as child

back and forth til it was just right

a red and yellow toy sits at the corner of the tub

a splotch of paint in my memory

i can't really tell what it is

i miss her

the smells of her cooking

coarse rust-colored carpet

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I spoke in front of 50 people today
But I felt the ground beneath my feet
And further
the ground beneath the building
I was connected
And strong
With the world
I might have been the world
Growing, relaxed

trying to talk about

changes in a friend

positive differences in behavior are so subtle at the point of change

but the result monumental

better words would be soft, round hills, slowly rising

mine are sharp cartoon mountains, with icy tips, frantic motion

i tumble over

serrated edges against their sky

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subtle grows to extreme with time

or

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