I've got time
to sit here
and analyze your speech
your gait
your reach
for the life to which you aspire
I'll never tire of this
since I have the time
and I don't wanna give it away...
I've no time
Oh, the things I've left to do!
I haven't any way
to start a newer day
rewind and pause three days ago
the tears start rolling now
sudden and unwelcome
they are sly in the way the glide down my cheeks
and silently plop onto my sweatshirt
I haven't a clue why they've appeared,
but they do
I haven't a clue how my skin reacts
to sudden stimuli
a red blotch spreads across my neck
throbbing, dark and warm
like blood welling up
from a skinned knee
my skinned ego
burns
bleeds
turns to stagnant algae
as I slip into a lake of
blue hoodie
plop.
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