rusty nails

 

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I crawled out of that little room in the
center of my head again,
thinking it was safe.
So much for thinking.
Now I’m sinking again.

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Raving mad, foaming at the mouth —
I never learn.
I think too much.
I tripped over my own eagerness to seek you out,
help you,
give to you,
love you.

keyhappy

I left my happy key in your pocket,
and you left town,
changed into a suit and tie
burned your jeans
melting the key
so…
no more happy.
No more me.

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I scrounged around
found a fistful of
rusty nails and

I crawled back into that little room in the
center of my head again,
where I knew it was safe, and
I nailed that bitch shut forever.

hangingon

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