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closing time

molecules quiver at speed
against my skin, soap bubbles
ebb and flow away from frantic fingers

the steel lies deep, the call is strong
a siren song
and i wonder why i lied again

shocking fingertips brush my shoulder-
a warning, eyes are everywhere
the present anchors me to myself

experiential angst, a moment of weakness
and endorphic rewards mingle with
the water molecules, a mosaic

its beautiful
how can i be beautiful again?

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