When You Are


When you are alone
You become delirious
The words are like a drug
They come they incite
Sobs inside no one understands
A soul so hungry
Trash is good
A heart so alone
It begins to make a lover
Of Itself
Floods of feeling
Slamming down the unseen
Insane again
Mindful mindlessness
Tapping typing flamenco
Stiletto stabs the keys
When you are alone

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