| angst cycle (iii)[F] (v)
after a yearhanging on the chance
 of every email
 
to rob myselfto break
 
i want to go through the doori’ve slammed the door in my face
 i’m unlocking the door
 i’ve locked the door
 i’ve hidden the key
 it’s in my hand
 i want to go through the door
 
is that noiseon the other side
 shuffling
 breathing
 
noi’m inventing the noise
 i’ve slammed the door in my face
 with reason
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