to hide from something unseen, to feel the tense pain of the body coming closer-your eyes are closed, unwilling to look. don't wait any longer for the sign you've been looking for, there's no need to be lonesome anymore. your middle eye can be seen from miles away, its green glow attracting all you never wanted. i can see it all the way in my room, and it's crying. have you been treating yourself wrong all this time? have you been punishing yourself for the things you cannot control about yourself? nobody teaches that etiquette, and nobody learns it anymore. there is no middle ground to stand steadily and show you what you're missing. make all the jokes you want, but you will make the best mistake of your life when you learn the rhythm of my heartbeat. and in turn, i will teach you how to hear your own. that way you won't feel so alone when i leave you.
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Poetry> there is a great courage in the face of danger; i need to find it. there is a great fulfillment in the face of longing; i need to find it. there is something i am missing and i need to find it. poetry and prose volume iii 2019-2020
