~ [perhaps it’s sleep deprivation?] ~
william pauley III
I’m ripping every goddamn picture off the walls.
I can’t stand their staring eyes,
tearing me open
from left to right
(and always in that order)
They’re looking for something
deep within me
and won’t stop until it’s found.
I rock in place
on the floor
my eyes just staring
black.
Tearing them down is my only def…
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