you are nothing if you're not
defined by what you do.
narcotic personified.
the wares of the mundane are washed clean
hung to live another day
the exact same way.
pardon me if i sing out of key,
but that doesn't seem like life to me.
medicated magazine page gloss...
facade.
facsimile.
living lives like stacked plates
when bowlfuls of emotion are offered.
NB @ 9:21 AM
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