alone in the dark..

how long can you bear it?

a year, a lifetime, be it..

living on the edge of civilization,

refusal, denial, and many others..

fighting with in;

feel it, creeps approaching

knee, the need it

trapped at the corners..

dark, foggy basement..

they watch from the high narrow window..

laugh, then cry at dawn..

tear you socks..

yes the ones you got on valentine..

huh, damn poverty…

stink it.

back to the dark again.

never alone..

his stinky smell blossoms..

holla.

fear non mornings.

retrospective  falsification…

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