Saturday, April 18, 2020

The Interior Switch (The Daughter He Never Knew)


we become flustered insofar as to un-paralyze senses where we mimic our devastation. too excluded to pretend or too much ego to descend into something no one understands; such perversions such heart-molestation while he beat her into suicide; stepfather was vicious, mother was vicious, but deep pain rarely decodes itself. those days at harmony while still melancholic where posts or signs seem inconsiderate. our hypersensitivity our oxymorons or carpet seeming interesting; such doormats, we can’t expire, where we become non-sociable. I have loved with logic. I have cruised nice neighborhoods. I met one with a chitzsu. her husband was resting. it was 2 a.m. and she was distinguished. I walked away, she would cast a glance, I was certain something felt askew.
            I cry fire or watery clearance as at a must to conjure up devotion.    I dance with you as eerie by you where reality seems insignificant:
            those cryptic tendons those pure decisions while I can’t fathom much about passages. at something terrific or something illusional but raw clarity dizzies its occupants. to have built shards
            or to have strewed neglect (where we must admit to that stone/concrete wall); such schism or destiny to abhor either us or them, but something must feel hated.
it was jasmine buddings it was sheer distrust it was claustrophobia. we meant nothing and nothing was beautiful we came to our postscript. I was stressed. such induced an emblem. where I sense your hearing horrible mountains—while others are so pure no one is engaging that; this image we need. this self we profess. while one says, “Didn’t you say something different?”             I have no issues with that. I play jumping-jacks. I remember backgammon. too old for our ages, or too foreign in thoughts, while sneaky but upset to be duped; our duplicity, our phlegmatic approach, our interior on switch.

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