running for no good
reason left at the start
of a day and a smile
don’t get to see it
know it is there
running into walls
and closed doors
for so long nights and busy days
melting together
if the word is necessary
it will be used and confused
with desire and thoughts
don’t always have to reference
the yabyum here he comes
peddling strange words
like candy to those
whose eyes can see
passed ink and pages
paint and canvass
emotion spilling from a mind
overflowing with thoughts
and things that might not
make sense to anyone anytime
anywhere...
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