a damp pillow
simple freedom when alone
a rainy day
affinity
my masculinity
a travesty.
the damage done
more Neil Young.
I want to move
the earth has an axis.
My own stays static
I need to do my taxes
so sorry so dramatic.
I want to
need to
something out there
keep me thinking I have reason.
I need to sob more
little time to restore.
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