The Shadow Was Not Mine – Unhinged Poem 2020TOO

Solitarily condiment, my mask, my prison, my shell, arms broken, legs spaghetti, I fall, I falter, I see less than man, hunger, desire, I am a walking contradiction, a lost soul wanting to be free, the knife, the blade cuts, I want to escape, but I’m impossible, I can’t end…

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