your skin kissed
embraced in dull games
we have been near
exploding a captive ballad
exciting transmissions
licking inside my pulp filled mouth
in my illusions
I am setting myself free
to hold closer a quiet recluse
in my doubt
pulling internal
pulled into shards slivering
choking down my own
stream of consciousness
with a birth control pill
there are days
I could crawl digital
leaving surface worlds
leaving scattered bits
of infatuation to pack
into boxes
into computer screens
paper and plastic cubes
that know nothing
of who I am
and know not
where to find me
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