I am a book I can't get through
sitting on my nightstand
I've turned on myself
and left me lying on a bed in a room
away from the kitchen table
I walked away with the wind from the window
with my work flying to the floor
me looking forward
pages flying behind me down the hall and the kitchen
like an explosion and I'm an action hero
but I can't break out of this bullshit tone
and I can't help myself be
a book I want to read
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