were i some 

tumultuous bundle of ribbons

nodes of ganglia

dry mouthed, room temperature body 

raspy windchimes, hard-fleshed 

ragged 

reaching 

sparklessly clung 

to the ropes of eden

were i some clambering biped

gracefully cruel

a dynastic chandelier of chanfered speech

not something soft knuckled, 

some treading ape 

the dog you talk down toward

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It’s takes a combination:

Mild depression, dull work, an inner restlessness and loneliness

Always playing on your mind,

Impossible to escape.

Searching always

to feel anything but what you feel now.

Looking for acceptance and a moment of escape.. 

Treating the symptoms and not the cause.

It’s not about sex.

But it is about sex.

Being held, tightly,...

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Cold extremities distract my sight
From perspective, trees through the forest, nights

A tingling in fingertips, 
a pain, a madness
What is this

There are more walls than I can count
More thoughts than words to let them out

Sweet sounds deter the struggled view,
Determined, strong, set on by you

These do repulse the room’s hard lines
That tighten, straighten so with time

Findin...

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