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Crawl

these things

By BrenPublished 3 years ago • 1 min read
Top Story - December 2023
Copyright © Edge City Production 1984

i want to crawl into myself

put my hands around my knees

i want to sit and rock and hide awhile

find a momentary peace

i want to be absorbed

into this very skin i’m in

parts of it thick like heavy armour

and parts of it so whisper thin

i want to walk into myself

fit in snug and straitjacket tight

slip away from the good and the bad

and away from the dark and the light

i want to be in with my parts

at a level subatomique

this is where the futures are made

to the hum of a soundless shriek

i want to be a vapour

ride the air to all my pores

this is my delusion

and here i'm free from physical laws

i want to slide between my layers

i want the

IN

beyond my skin

that gap between the crack in the slack

straight to the centre of my within

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About the Creator

Bren

“I know what I mean it to be and respect that someone else may read something entirely different.” Me

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    Written by Bren