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floating smoke in the summer air drifting along then dissipates. the pounding in a head, vessels pulsing and constant movement. fingers dancing across a keyboard, to incorporate a checklist of knowings and to-be-knowns - the insecurities of new scenery mile marker after mile marker and you’re happy, but irresolute. someone tripped over the cord again, yanked it out and dragged it away a moment, and a guarantee let’s look and see, to be sure there’s something more than a simple crank of a machine, grown rusted and unmanageable over years I’m tracing back, looking for something I think I missed it. these fingers that hold my wrist and suggest “please, let me assist” you know what’s best.
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Aug 11, 2017
Aug 11, 2017 at 9:09 PM UTC
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floating smoke in the summer air drifting along then dissipates. the pounding in a head, vessels pulsing and constant movement. fingers dancing across a keyboard, to incorporate a checklist of knowings and to-be-knowns - the insecurities of new scenery mile marker after mile marker and you’re happy, but irresolute. someone tripped over the cord again, yanked it out and dragged it away a moment, and a guarantee let’s look and see, to be sure there’s something more than a simple crank of a machine, grown rusted and unmanageable over years I’m tracing back, looking for something I think I missed it. these fingers that hold my wrist and suggest “please, let me assist” you know what’s best.
buhhrooke
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32/F/New York
Aug 11, 2017
Aug 11, 2017 at 9:09 PM UTC
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