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everything i touch/ with tenderness, alas,/ pricks like a bramble (kobayashi issa)

it’s been a long winter

a trace a —dash—

anyway, i know that this isn’t the answer & i’m so familiar with the feeling of this that if i tug on it, the whole ball of yarn unravels. that which comes after which is more intuition and muscle memory than … & my thoughts are closer to ellipses, beaded pearls unstrung. the body moves before i do, and i don’t come to awareness until i do. often times, i awaken into a feverish pressure that comes onto me, another compellence that beckons.

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praying for my own sobriety, and i don’t even mean alcohol

anw living life is just a muscle that i keep exercising as i make easy that which does not seem so. everytime i’ve gone against the years piled up against me, it feels like a betrayal. and everytime the siren calls, i hope i don’t answer

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a trace a —dash—

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anyway, i know that this isn’t the answer & i’m so familiar with the feeling of this that if i tug on it, the whole ball of yarn unravels. that which comes after which is more intuition and muscle memory than … & my thoughts are closer to ellipses, beaded pearls unstrung. the body moves before i do, and i don’t come to awareness until i do. often times, i awaken into a feverish pressure that comes onto me, another compellence that beckons.