Well there's something here
Needing to be sad

I meant said
Emotion in my voice

Fooling
Voice-to-text

Or
not

Something here
Still needing to be said

We sew
in and out of life

then out

Pieces of the world
fall

world
remains

fallen tall
on itself

I, this poet
game piece

Superfluous
never fit better
meant more

drawing blank
of sound

Skinny memories interrupting
skin memories

Skinned
tonight

Things I can't find
are vexing

nonsense
become cardigan

still I resist
here

Going
Hammeringly
Faster
There



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