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It’s on the counter

In the toilet and my clothes

Bleach is in the air

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Today, my heart tried

To do a small somersault

But I choked on it

Gripped in steel and ice

A resigned heart beats slowly

For the time being

A lunar rainbow

I am told that it exists

Just imagine it

It’s in the words, huh?

Speaking, talking, connecting.

That’s what it takes, huh?

Blurred faces speaking

Words, words in my direction

I feel the feelings

I know where it goes,

When the sun sets. It’s not gone.

But I still wonder.

Let's sit on a hill,
Under a tree, side by side,
And breathe it all in

Get that good buzz on

The one that rocks you sideways

But you’re for sure fine

The unasked questions

And their unspoken answers

Haunt me to no end