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biche
Poems
Aug 2021
A Gift
I give myself this hour
Just one small hour
I am free in my own mind
I’ll chain smoke
Until they’re gone
Lose everything I tried to find
Nothing’s wrong
Or everything is
I came clean, left it behind
Build a fort
Tunnel in
Can’t breathe but I have to hide
Betray myself, always myself
With weakness, vanity
And pride
Find myself
Never another
In this small kernel of life
The one I found
Buried here
A layer beneath
The sky
Written by
biche
53/F/Unceded Potawatomi Land
(53/F/Unceded Potawatomi Land)
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