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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