silly me

thought you’d like it
tried to bend the envelope
push the bow
seize the night
day stalker

forget myself
rectify
keep it complex
simplistic anxiety

find God inside my solar plexus
see God in your eyes
sweat burns
forcing
clawing
churning

My God My God
I think we’re supposed to smoke a cigarette now
at least that’s what the movies tell me

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