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See yourself
Sitting there
Where are you?
Feet bloodied
Nails gnarled
Hands blistered
What are you?
Spare me this
I wish to sleep
Falling down
the shaft
That’s not me
I’m just fine
not at all
what you think
Staring at you
those holes
in your fingers
Why?
Cracking my knuckles
and screaming, wailing
I don’t know
Here lie my hopes
the worms loved them
I don’t know
Here lies my love
Never found
I don’t know
Here I lie
I do that too much