Speaking of keeping,
and thinking of leaving,
I should have kept my distance.
My second wind,
a cocaine binge,
My aim and wit are broken.
Hypocrisy, anxiety
This piece of me, this melody
This cracking fault, a line and
Mine. Mindful of
Time, and its posted
Signs. Warning of the end.
Speaking of leaving,
and thinking of keeping
Myself out of the way.
My purge and binge,
our second wind
My shaking, splitting broken
Deity, reality
This place, replacement
Side of me, a cracking fault
Line. It’s mine, the
Time, that won’t repeat or
Wind, or mend.
You've got some very strange word placement in this one!
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Time, and its posted
Signs. Warning of the end."
"Line. It’s mine, the
Time, that won’t repeat or
Wind, or mend."
Good sounds :) the odd placement and changing capitalization makes me pay attention!