Rip out Weeds

grownup and costume surrounding this
moment
as I can’t help but actually
sit in the skin of it

as it is the clothes I’m wearing, and why
is this like digging a trench out of gravel
in this instant

it’s a coffee type of quick fix, horses
tomorrow, but cut out the breakfast, still
here among walls and air condition, probably

redundant yet never not perceived anew as it in each moment light
is

so is the room

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