w i t h
no thread of life
i t
journeys
detached
in and o u t
form all y
emp tied of feelings
and t he high of ja zz
ins en sitive to an e pit aph
it breaks eve ry p at tern
w e tr y an d make
it un do es every k not
we lov in gly fr oze
it out do es every p um p
of ox y gen
my soul is unstitched
it d rapes me like a m an
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