dwindles

kitchen floors and

my best friend’s bed

i’m not sure who

the tears are for

somehow the sun

no longer carries

it’s weight well

a kaleidoscope of options

is quickly dwindling

down to the

primordial ooze

i’m wearing nothing

but the stripes of

an old timey prisoner

paralyzed in the panic

that i had so hoped

would never return

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