overrated
and under water
treading in
internal
tragedy
retracting past
infractions made
that once pacified
the longer lie
my banal
psyche
drips with
thoughts of your
kisses
and i stretch
out my tongue
as if to catch
a snowflake
convoluted
like toilet water
currantly
swept away
knowing i'm not quite...
but you still
make me gush
with your
far off
self.
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