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Woolgatherer

 

I am a terrible friend and partner because I have no forethought of love. I'm never lonely but selfish. You can't see me. Only through. I am not. I am your eye/hand in water. I leave time for a time. It must be me and someone. Because every word spun from I you mine. I am the physicist I am rocket/skinned machine of the machines/the Taoist and river/the thought of rolling up my sleeves and keeping them down. Idle akratic. Knowing you're ashamed/I should be ashamed because your boss will see the holes in your socks. But I don't care. I will never meet him. We might shake hands and judge each other immediately. He'll never meet me. I am no emotional social profit/maladjusted. Staring on/from something plain/loosely happy. I'll ask what the most. Not what I expected they'll say. Englishmen are so absent/so fucking i-shaped. My body doesn't count the steps in the dark but I know when I reach the door. I'd say that I slept and dreamed but only the waking exists.
Written by onlywakingexists
Published | Edited 23rd Mar 2014
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