you people

what(be
-cause invited i sit
my thousand poems
cushioned neatly underneath
&converse
that not a madman here is
battling constant inhabitation
you
dreamily
exfoliate charms
in an obvious attempt at at-
tention

baiting a lengthy(albeit perfundant)
verbose
epic
ignored, politely stir my tea
no thanksyes please

the crust of bread is fine

© Emerys Watchel, 2018 All rights reserved.

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