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shit for a penny

I was hibernating in 

a room

I didn't appreciate for a while

and I didn't think moving 

limbs

would cause such sarcastic banter 

in me

 

but I laid there 

guiding my eyes away from the 

objects they wanted to see

and always watched for

 

a delivery came through

washing needed to be done

 

I sarcastically told her

she was needy

being human and hiding human

and inside of human 

and outside

 

wanting what nature wouldn't

shit

for a penny

 

nocturnal hibernation

affected when I fell

asleep

with bluntness on my sleeves

 

wanting what nature wouldn't 

shit

for a penny

◄ My Socks Are Wet

what the grass couldn't do for me ►

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