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sometimes I still feel young
so small I could fit in someone's coat pocket,
become invisible or completely erased.
what is the point of taking on a world
where you know you are small-
you get no where. you feel nothing.
i am so ******* tired
of acting like i know
what i'm doing.

i am trying,
but aimlessly wandering,
no direction in mind.
 May 2018
softcomponent
Tell me of the mystified Isle's,

the dampening subheader

splotching itself upon

a concrete rug

that calls itself

"AMAZING.

SO PATHED, SO SMOOTH, SO GRANITE,

GRANDEUR, AND GRENADE-THROWN

   A      M     A    Z     I     N    G   G   G  G."
Written Saturday, May 19th, 2018 at midnight to 12:30 AM in Cawston, BC, Canada.
 May 2018
Tigress
The temperatures rise,
Eyes lock,
Temporarily disabled,
Frozen in time,
Time drags,
The snail is faster,
Reflexive movements,
Eyes close
Lips lock,
Kiss.
 May 2018
Akira Chinen
...
I just want to wake up
in a world that isn’t here
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