fragments
dream realities
that
aren't mine
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Time
Quickens
its pace
eclecticly
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Physical is fragile
fine line boundaries
different costumes
different dress patterns
can't hide the fact
the dreams are
occuring again
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scaredy
chicken
wishes
for a
brain or
social
sense.
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In
the
end
it
was
all
OK.
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forget the
thought -
the poem -
or is there
a difference?
lonely, archaic
music
the cell
(phone)
doesn't ring
for a reason;
can the poet
grasp it?
floating (on) in between
& the phone
still doesn't ring
cause i frighten
most likely
not able to
talk,
trapped
in my mind
the poet will later let forth
his brand of
(The Truth)
& it will be fake too.
Alone,
too.
Alone, even
w/two.
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- by kpaul.mallasch
- 50 reads

