Mind

Damn thoughts putting damn words in the minds of people walking

into my head space. I feel them pounding

vibrations on my skull, pounding

small talk across my back, and making

me think there might be heaven

waiting in the moat. I feel them looking

at me,

looking at

me

and seeing someone unrecognizable to myself.

They see me

and they tell me

the things they spit out

sweetly

but spittle it is nonetheless.

I feel them pounding

vibrations into my skull and making

talking

sounds with their eyes.

They’re telling lies that fade in the consciousness of the day.

The harder I try, the more they think

and smile distantly so as to not be near their apple pie and cable TV.

They’re like hamsters in the cage,

running on their wheel, and sometimes,

sometimes,

I wish I could be just like them.

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