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this abstract bandaged brannigan

silence speaking too many volumes

crumpled up fear, like receipts

'do you want anything?'

shaky hands

thin rainbow bracelet powers

enchained in cuffs of unknowing

flashing paucity

pennies and rage

pennies and RAGE!

half filled bottles

perfume of coy

always, always unconfirmed,

the prettiest enigmatic, cryptic

my yellow eyes have laid upon

a bed of warring

tenebrous petals scattered around the room

thrown is my heart

all the ways you left it

crestfallen, deported, yet so anticipative

how could you?!

how dare you?!

you have no right

you all have no right

to do this to me

to strawberry myself away from the vine

those large yellow eyes

only looking up

to see

'have any of them really ever been in love with me?'

not that i need them

and not that i cared

look at them, standing in that row of theirs

so i may never belong

plebeian souls  cliffed in mercurial faces

deep voices merge

smiles flushed away

deficiency labeled

oily aegis glazed upon there eyes

can't you hear them screaming?

the disquiet, the commotion?

this whirlpool of quixotic

it is not what we are

i don't want us to be this

clawed to subconscious utopia

you are just my panorama