I wish this sinking world could lift beneath my feet,
and rearrange in patterns enigmatically.
and I wish this fucking world could swallow me complete,
or cut my fucking tongue so I can't speak.
Lately I breathe a lot.
It puts pressure on my heart,
that's building up neurosis underneath.
And I say,
Fuck places that I've never seen.
I savor everything I dream.
and fuck people that have never been.
You have no place as my best friend.
No sinking waters and no cold Alaskan sands,
It can't be colder than my hands.
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