Notified (or “On Not Carrying A Portable Charger”)


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Mornings sit on chest

Weighted blanket on a cotton-filled lonely

Friday

And twilight clips between the blinds

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And it is

As awaking can be

Rude and abrupt

Vibration and restless

Everyday

Still life

Screening screens

In isolation

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A stutter stop

Taciturn tantrum

From a pachyderm roommate

Call From Scam Likely: 10:34AM – Ignore

Wanting

Seems selfish

Outside

Seems selfish

Missing you

Seems…

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Selfish

And the day doesn’t mind

A meandering mind

Wanderlust personified

Here does not feel like…

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A derailed train

is a thought deferred

a virtual memory

wiped

a filthy clean

for the unrecalled

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A pachyderm returns

Makes seat of chest

A quilt of questions

And…

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I’m safe

Which is to say

Death has yet to know my address

The bullet was not mine

Today

All cars stayed their course

Mourn the lost

Celebrate the life

Recognize the Causes

Pachyderm Roommate

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I just want to…

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…Think…

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without the pressure

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Buzzing

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And I am buzzing

And streaming

Turned on and digitized

For consumption

Product

Posted

Unsold

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When it dies

All is still

But the thoughts

Scampering the minds floor

Calls missed

City in peril

Son alone

And all is still

But the locs that wont fall

and the resilient ash

Hunkered between my thumb and pointer

Pen swaying – A meter bump on the green line

Signs of life

All still

In motion.

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