a latibule not unknown, for it's all my home
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a puppet lives in my brain; animated only by those who give it instructions. i overfeed it like a goldfish and watch it function, as my mind is drowned in the torrent, silenced once again, goodnight. it is time for bed. thinking about myself is like reading a book for the first time. i do not often let myself unwind, throwing bones across the yard of my being, a pit in my stomach as i watch my tho... » Continue Reading