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Pixel tomb
Weave me into your joyous network cruelly
Entombed in humming cables spooling
All the edges are skewing
Hooks luring in the dark
Fatal spark ends transmission
Good intentions, outweighed by outcome
Harvesting doubt under hot sun
Can't hide, can't run
Friday 22nd January 2021 3:12 pm
Doubt
Feeling good
Running around
Catch up on
What’s run into the ground.
So much to do
So far behind
Laundry, yard work
Constantly on the grind.
But fear comes
Banging on my door
Is this real,
Will I plummet to the floor?
Exhausted already
Pushing too hard?
Will I be ok,
Can I let down my guard?
Or is this already
The end of my rope?
I thought I’d healed
And could hold onto h...
Wednesday 9th October 2019 7:51 pm
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