a choke in my gut.
A feeling like I'm always
Stuck in a Rut.
The moment I'm moving
in a forward direction
Is when I'm tying my shoelaces
On the sidewalk.
I'm only on this earth
For a giggle and a game.
I'm only trodding this path
for your entertainment.
And if you do not watch me,
I do not exist.
I blend back into the gaping hole
that comfortably sits
in your face.
If you want me alive,
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