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inconsistant man

Posted to Poetry

sparking cloud rests once again
above my crawling skull
grey closing on all sides
dark veil of vile
protect me, will you..
weakness all too evident
the need to feel is strong
once, in the ninties, someone said
'whatever happened to subtlety'
i ponder this myself
touch my bared nerve baby
and it will distract enough
for my sight to wander away
from how obviously i'm lacking
i will never be
i will never be
i will never be
i will find vicarious life
through your mimic of living
and fucking

touch that nerve again
i think i felt something