unfinish. ed. >> forget all we used to know. << thick skin and sleeping in my head.

[jocular1]

i wear humble straps
in contrast to
your arrogant boots.

i hold words between my fingertips
and touch them to my lips
in [benign] cylinders
[of misplaced thought
and teasing,
tired time]

[DAY RUNS DEAD
COLOR SWEET
EMPTY ENERGY.]

pressure touch and foreign loves,
thickened fears,
and idle,
over-thinking
hearts

<>
for me,
for all,

I

want peace.

+ This ink KnoWs aLL mY sEcrEts -

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