Stress

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Stress! My beautiful monster!

Stress! Surviving through me 

All the wild ideas.

Tearing at me, pulling pieces away from my heart.

Heart strings are being unknitted, wishing my 

Youth away.

Oh stress! My strange monster! 

My beautiful monster!

Mo love!

ZB 

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While everything’s great

While I sing every night,

You miss the mark

I loved you all the same.
Back down the road 

At the back door on the end,

Awaits you the beginning

Of all our promise.
Pushed back memories 

Have a go at me

I don’t mind,

You don’t fade that easy.
People from there and people from here

They all praise your brain

I don’t mind.
Parents gone

You don’t mind

Parrots talk of happiness, it’s all sham.

It’s all mimes.
I don’t mind

You don’t mind

What I say 

We don’t have a choice anyway.
Call me back when you’re home 

Call me back when you’re alone 

Call me back a lot if you can

I don’t mind

I don’t have a landline anyway.
You’re a sham

You’re a dream

You’re not real

You’re just recorded in a cam.
Blood boils

Ocean flows

Insect glows

I don’t mind

It’s all going anyway.
Nothing lasts

Even your design

Even your man

I don’t mind

I’m just recorded in a cam.

ZB 

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Based  on the song “memories” by Kamiodosh

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Stay golden. Afloat the marking sickness of the night.Drift away in the depths of my subconscious ,

Stray away from broken hearts.

Push the air through the your fingertips.

Dance baby, dance.

ZB 

Metro

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The cars are whistling on the rails to a stop. I feel a piss of air is in order. Yet they don’t come about. Its electronic. Mechanical age has diminished without a trace. My blood boils to zero fumelessly. My eyelids drop below a hundred. Sleep beckons with her long white talons.