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Chugging through I cannot promise you
I can see the reminants clinging to my innards
They lurk there waiting to spring
To action
Once most prominant
Now faded to a effervescing spritz
Covering us all
In sticky residue
From your love which terminated
Me
Inside a frosty exterior
Inside unseen by thousands
Or is it billions
Swipe pass denied entry
Please hold me
Intricate and explicit
I have never ever met you
Fermented into fine wine
Perched there in that nook
I strain to grasp even the most cursory edge
And alas I cannot for you move
...move
...move
to...


I have written more in the last few weeks than in the last 6 years. Perhaps I will be able to talk one day. For now I will just be verbose.