I could tell then that it was better to submerge (and thus re-enter)
sometimes aware of the obsessive stare.
I’ve been informed
this is absurd. The world was only
formed by a word.
I’m only human.
This poem I wrote in December and isn’t edited at all so some of it I am not sure any … More
a kind of release that
doesn’t come without
a giving up of something.
never needing an update, a medical exam