i’ll run out of words,

Updated: Aug 7

because when i stop and obscurity shadow puppets on my face

it can single handedly hand grenade my head to dusk

because when i stop talking about it, i let it sink in

wearing leather patience thin, but that is why i talk so much


either that or i will write, every thesaurus that’ll mask it

cascading before a casket of neurons now debris

either that or i will write to keep reading not record

i’ll run out of words, when words run out of me




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