exit wound

only three fake words in here, been waiting to post this for a while, bigger projects soon <3

i dug myself here,

a hit piece to the storm,

doubt strung along cartilage,

like rotten flesh i’ve worn,

wrapped halfway and giftless,

you’re witnessing my crawl,

a forlorn exoneration,

evidence to stall,

to silencing nondoubters,

unrelenting to implore,

efforts i’ve set as worth spending,

senses suspending rapport,

in totality alive,

a separation to survive,

benign and unspread, a prime suspect,

an unchecked omission in time;

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exit wound pries my shadow,

piloting my affliction,

with smile wrinkles dialing

the footsteps back home,

fit to worthless rewiring

and empty shoes, strict sequenced blues,

in form and hollow,

call log blank, on hold and

reaching for you.

acd