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#14 Shapes And Senses

Words tying around a pillar of inference,
creeping up and finding grip in cracks.
Creating a layer of triviality on what makes
subtleties so desirable as they medicate
living and make it a great experience.
When each cell in your body reacts
and radiates soft sensations.
When words find you in a solitary space
where no one else ever could.
They will only swirl and tug harder
as they grow in intensity and a notch below blatancy.
Every second will stretch itself infinitely.
In a myriad of scenes where the words fit right in;
shaping up to match the narrative.
When vision will second to presumption,
every moment presenting itself with dread.
Seconds spent in a shallow delivery
as they only abruptly end.


revised - 3/3/25
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