feeling so boring and like
it's not my fault that my body is failing me but
all that stuff about holding your misunderstandings
in your muscles and bones is pretty true, true for me, so
the things you feel hazy about are what make you feel hazy and
sometimes i don't think about that, i think about
unfinished wood that smells like rotten towels and
my friends and the internet and female masculinity
and sometimes i think about it and feel the truth
of something painful showing you something really magic and
sometimes i cry because i don't want to go to work and be patient.
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