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Cooking beneath the shell The meat of my thoughts Like a hermit crab The boiling of my dreams Escaping as high-pressure steam Through tiny fissures In dye-shifting armor I never opened up I never bent or broke and never cracked But now is never All I have, I’m giving back Plug your ears To the deafening screams That no amount of heating Can make edible You are the hardness of my shell Omnipresent and Incredible
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Apr 17, 2017
Apr 17, 2017 at 9:26 AM UTC
Isolation
Cooking beneath the shell The meat of my thoughts Like a hermit crab The boiling of my dreams Escaping as high-pressure steam Through tiny fissures In dye-shifting armor I never opened up I never bent or broke and never cracked But now is never All I have, I’m giving back Plug your ears To the deafening screams That no amount of heating Can make edible You are the hardness of my shell Omnipresent and Incredible
I wanted to post this earlier, at the time of writing but I guess it had to ferment a bit.
#hermit#exile#isolation#crab#trading#safety#liberty#unhappy
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gabriel-burns
Apr 17, 2017
Apr 17, 2017 at 9:26 AM UTC
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