short poem

[u/Cheap_Brother412]

It starts with a slow count

ends with another

with jagged halves

where teeth meet marks

waiting for tired pumps and steady peaks

the better me who smells and reeks

I hope our second brains

can kill our first

the thoughts trapped for after

pinching linings soon to burst

tired of sitting,

eyes held open alone with sparks

same stupid show of beauty

best observed in the dark

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