Untitled # 383

Loneliness____by_Veniamin

Life spent on the fence
Here I observe
I see.

Not detoured by bullshit, but by cowardice.

‘in and out of my rib cage
and sometimes,
my heart forgets to beat.

it’s funny,
i suppose—’

Patience isn’t waiting; it’s a mindset.
A dedication to time; devotion to a state of being.
arms open; welcoming
—soothing
the exhausted unknown

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