Monday, June 20, 2016


I know that
what we call real
is important. But it's so
watered down by sharing.
What I really want
is so much stronger,
even if I get
a whiff of it,
even within a
mile, everything fades.
I would kill myself
following the trail
to what I really want
and never reach it.
The core of a human being
can be very small.
The grandest parts can be
in the shell where all the
color corporalizes.
But the core can be the
crier in the night.


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