my feet are not touching the floor
I am not gripping this pen
I am not me
I am not here
I float above my-body and everybody
I am loosely tethered to the girl
with the terribly dead eyes
do you have a scissor?
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Jul 5, 2014
Jul 5, 2014 at 9:42 PM UTC
