
" nobody wants to catch words like
planets , roping snakes together.
and no one wants the burden of
a thousand burning screams to
come crashing down on their
foreheads.
nobody wants the
child that has no fingers to feel "
- the moth
" and then they boiled like
a thick pus from the paper
clinging to the wisdom swept
under the rug
and then they danced their
gyrations , looking for a light
to rekindle their pause
and then they kissed me
taking the center back to the
beginning. "
- james
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