angst cycle (iii)
[μ] (ii)

you see
in our conversations
she finally agreed
i think
my need to cut

so now
i have to turn again
face away

and this time
i hope
there will be no tap
on the shoulder

although
for me to claim
that’s all there was
is rather like
the king claiming
his kingdom has no subjects

i have a project a given
to awaken the kraken
(oh i do like the silliest
of rhymes today
repeated)

to move on
i cannot stay here
i cannot at all

it’s been a brief rest
very nice
sandbags and teabags

but i cannot stay here at all
i have to move on
one direction’s blocked
therefore it’s the other






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