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written for nobody
i rise out of my skin
to capture one last dream
in a bottle

my mind and imagination
inundated with circuitry glare
radio wave static
bad trivial poetry torrent
my skin afire with drink
and thirst
no more alcohal
my eyes glazed over
in fear and stifled
by bland surrounding
my stomach in knots
my tongue spit dry
unloved and alone
i shiver in the vacant night
and close my eyes
to feel the wind cool breath
ruffle my hair
seep through the pores
in my torn clothes
cold rain droplets
streak down pinched face
absorbed into swollen
quivering lips
to wash away my thirst
and the highways roar
and the poets
self muddling arguements
from my ears