Feb. 3rd, 2016

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Every once in a while, my thoughts still turn into poems at work. Here are a couple I've written down:

"Nocturne"
My body wound tight, my ego wounded
conversations replaying with
skips in the
tracks
monsters mostly imagined
anxieties rising and falling faster than I
draw breath

She always said it
was the dark--
your cough more ragged
your fears looming larger
chew chew chew til
your jaw
aches

The sun will rise
soon
1/12/16

"Waves"
Desperate, trying
to keep my soul from keeling,
I lost all feeling
2/3/16

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