A way in, way out

Your saliva
In the crevices of your canines
While your body lie
In the sediment of mattresses
Sickly thickness
Physical layer
emotional distance
Whatever you make it be.
Forgive it
Forgive me
I’m sorry
Yet I am not.
This body
This brain
It’s all make-believe;
Synthetic lint
Swept behind the dryer.
Bits and pieces, fragment of cloth
Shed like skin
Filtered endlessly.
I feel all I have is a farewell
encrypted within context.
Disoriented tale
Beginning and end
I’ll take the conclusion
Synopsis of vacancy
Paralysis and sweet dream.

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