a pelt is less
wearing than full
presence when experience grows replete
one wants to swallow neglect whole
and to be safe
hold evidence like armor
to the self
whatever poison you've been
meaning to release
has grown synonymous with you
I like to think in peace
the idea has no sensory fact
no implications
no breathalizer
and no hate
it's Tuesday evening and nothing beyond
itself enclosed between
some other weekdays and my aspirations
as they play themselves
out into a wilderness
of full recovery
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