Posted in Photography, Poetry

days on end


i have all these great intentions
i want to die knowing

holding myself
together
not touching the walls
surrounding
an interior
ready to fall

i crumble
crawl to the screen
push my way through
to understand voices
relentlessly
waiting for you

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