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Nov 2020
Turning now to a missing person.
Turning, offering a wave.
Turning again, unable to stop.

Wave
Wave
Wave

Here a sniff,
there a twitch.
everywhere another tic.

Stop.
Stop.
Stop.

This is madness.
I'm insane.
Leave me alone.

Go
A-
way

Time keeps marching,
Halted all the same.
Count the seconds.

1
2
3

Waiting, listening.
The screaming halt of time as we know it,
I'm unable to stop moving.

Twitch
Twitch
Twitch

The noises I make annoy others.
I get called out in class for being disruptive.
I can't go on like this.

Not
Any
more.
Jaicob
Written by
Jaicob  18/M/six feet under
(18/M/six feet under)   
58
   Jeremy Stacy
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