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Unfiltered

By Hannah MoorePublished 2 years ago • 1 min read
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Photo by Alina Grubnyak on Unsplash

Fuck. Fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck.

You want this raw, unfiltered, well that starts

And ends with Fuck

And in between is all the things I’d rather stay away from

But I cant

Because they’re like the space between the electrons,

Or the reason that the universe is so damn heavy.

Or has more mass

Than expected.

fuck fuck fuck fuck

And I am saturated in them all day long.

Nights too.

Particularly the nights when it’s harder to run away.

Fuck

Dark matter. I am like the universe, me.

Stars and planets and asteroids

And mostly dark matter.

Like the white on the page.

Describing distorts its truth to camouflage

What was invisible unhidden.

Fuck.

Stream of Consciousness

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    Written by Hannah Moore