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A reminder

  • Lanae Fyne
  • Aug 13, 2018
  • 1 min read

My mind, a product of confined suffocation

an inhaled dose of carbon dioxide, without the exhale.

i am reminded of my past like old stains in coffee cups,

chipped edges on dinner plates or

empty prescription packets, forgotten about,

then found.

my mind an organ of confusion

a melody of guitar strings

one going screams in echoed rooms

or rain,

on a sunny day.

 
 
 

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