solitude has a hold on me. I hold it back.
slow tempo of the guard now pacing. I open up. my sternum split, ripped apart.
invasion of privacy. self-stranger trespassing on the grounds. the alarm blares. dogs are barking. their vicious readiness scrapes at the dirt, foams at the mouth. agitation in multiple dimensions.
there's no running here except in circles, spirals, coils. the lost one finds the missing one who finds the one who left who calls out to the one who went searching and is now the one who is lost as well.
I see you're confused (says I to I) let's be different today. let's not try to figure everything out. let's jump in the mud-middle taking deep breaths and swallow.
embraced. and I don't know where I begin, or where I end.
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