a poet ? a writer ?
a cold laugh
comes unconvincing
out
weird sick belly
when sat at
ashy AM keys-
fingers are thumbs / thoughts stunted replays-
night street lights
gone power-cut out
on
my
borrowed accelerator brain-trust
no juice for weeping
but
mind for waiting-
later
will burst yesterday efforts out of anemia
introverted acoustic goes german electro
as
i feed their ask
for
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