Monday, February 18, 2019

stuffing my chaos
into a little packet of quiet
pushing my thoughts
into a tiny sachet of silence
hoarding the voices in my head
in the freezer in the basement
fermenting my opinions
in fragile bottles of shutup
there, I made my ferris wheel from all the wildness in my head
and the wantonness of my heart
round and round it spins
and spins
spins to the top
hanging over the world
until it snaps
one day
it snaps
scattering me
one piece at a time

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