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Wormholes 2: Rise of the Street Worms

from Secret Keeper by Trust Fall

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something I never was is living in my bones
and sometimes in the dark I can hear it shifting
in shapes of gray beneath my eyes
but others I find myself locked in a home
where everything is labeled with
masking tape and black magic marker
I sit silent trapped by sinister specters mocking my body
bound in the same shape as it always was

I can’t see a room not covered in self-doubt
bury me bury me
a self imposed banishment of natural light

and all I want is to gnaw at my ribs
one at a time until I’m open enough

exposed
caustic air that demonstrates doubt and reserve
over what I thought would aid me
I sequester and keep my secrets to myself
and quietly bide my time waiting
so some ghost of myself
can crawl in and find some warmth

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from Secret Keeper, released November 19, 2014

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