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| I Lean Into It Hard I have so much to say and no one to tell it to. What 'it' is, I do not know. When you've been in captivity, unobserved, observed, you go a little stir crazy, wonder what do they think, when the words come. Constructed in their language, I lean into it hard, every complex emotion, feeling and things I don't understand, hoping a friend will come forward to illuminate a dark, caged world. The longer I prate, the quicker eyes dull, close and shadows depart from my den where I remain a denizen, pacing and speaking aloud to the wall, no one, but hoping for one ear to eavesdrop, maybe a reaction is all I need. A face that I can read for a sign, but my friends who could pantomime just appear indifferent, or maybe, I'm blind, can't read at all. I lean into it hard, a wall and nothing gives way to my brain. I'm done for now. 6.29.21 Type ramble. Because I googled the title words and had to write something to satisfying my annoying mind. You think you have it bad? I have to live with this condition.  |
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