He dissected them

I donned rubber gloves

and pulled apart their organs

trying to understand

how it was

that I was any better than them

or even

any different.

—–

He loved the distance a pen could create

offering the safety of clinical observation

placing him behind the Plexiglas

and far above

so that he appeared clean and professional

all the while taking g...

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I don’t have a poem for you

you don’t feel volatile

I am sputtering like a flame someone left too close to

            an open window

but you are not the chilly night air

you are not the frayed wick

I still haven’t figured out what you are

you are like deja vu with pretty eyes

seeing a splintering of a thousand potential futures

they all exist because none of them exist ...

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This one is not for you.

Stay.

Stay.

Close your eyes

    those framed portraits

[eager and aloof.]

one day red

full stop

left to [no] exchange

grasping

looking

[looking]                                                             up   up            down

stay.

Stay sane.

in

with no regard,

                           heaviness,

luke warm

        ...

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