vita sentimentale
People say not to.
Imagine…
I laugh. Reply.
I know that you’re right.
This is
New York City.
Pull your head in.
Defeat’s arrival
In absence of fight.
Courage of face
Tedious to me.
Dim who I am
From fear of rejection.
Foreign species. Dictate how to be.
Reside. Within.
Running doesn’t change.
Who you are…
Virtual status, perpetual move.
What if I said that nothing feels far?
Buried in city.
Chewed tongue. Dug claws.
Wishing on stars.
You might see.
What I saw.
claustrophobic cadence
Music. Instruments.
(Never)
Amalgamate tempo.
Construct pulse.
(slow movements)
Breaking.
Hard.
Without snapping.
Without. A loud. POP.
Even. An ocean.
Cannot alter.
Time zones.
Far
Away
For
… a 3am plea.
