a brittle rivalry

intact but intersped with song

I’m burning jealousy

chewing fat to get along

and this uncertainty

of my skill set and table set for two

I’m making it worth it for me

to be alone and still

be something true

so come converse with me

and give me praise or criticize this taste

where bitter tongues conveen

to spit each winding rhyme I type in haste

there is no place for me to excrete this

impossible relations

so I’m screaming in this screened in solace

poultice of solitude



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