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Advertising loneliness Highway hypnosis Always staring at this white ceiling I can't paint Aspirin doesn't take away the ache in my soul That spreads to my mind That spreads to my words That stain my fingertips And seizes my ankles ------------------------- 27 times I've been reminded that These bones aren't going to hold me forever And these feet will forget how to run But I told myself they never found a need to Instead simulating a universe Where they had power -------------------------- There's a cruel joke in there somewhere That playing House as kids Didn't include a guide on how To reach that threshold in the first place. Learning that hands were made to be used When cooking And compromise was the cornerstone of love When cleaning -------------------
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Jul 18, 2018
Jul 18, 2018 at 3:52 PM UTC
Journal Writings VIII
Advertising loneliness Highway hypnosis Always staring at this white ceiling I can't paint Aspirin doesn't take away the ache in my soul That spreads to my mind That spreads to my words That stain my fingertips And seizes my ankles ------------------------- 27 times I've been reminded that These bones aren't going to hold me forever And these feet will forget how to run But I told myself they never found a need to Instead simulating a universe Where they had power -------------------------- There's a cruel joke in there somewhere That playing House as kids Didn't include a guide on how To reach that threshold in the first place. Learning that hands were made to be used When cooking And compromise was the cornerstone of love When cleaning -------------------
I haven't really sat down to compose something that sounds coherent. Have some recent thought rambles from the last few months, instead.
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Jul 18, 2018
Jul 18, 2018 at 3:52 PM UTC
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