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Mind Your Mouth Over All Matters
i ruin your good mood
before it can get to you
a few words not thought through
my mind two steps behind my mouth
infectious little wound love
a gaping diaphragm, netherhole
the efficiency in mindlessness on a large scale
filled with nothing
but
filling with everything
dying everyday
the same way
but
yeah i know
we all know...
you are right here
in my pocket a phone call that's all
a blind conversation with a myctophobiac
the further you are away
the more i hate you
my irrationality ruptures our humor
the more we talk the less we produce
there is love in solitude and in waiting
poem
by
Michael P Campbell
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