Capital q Poetry
Poetry from the fellow Trent Bellwood
8/26/12
truth
The truth: I feel lame
A bound mind-mound
meant to categorize failure
The truth: it seeps
The energy squeezing itself'
Choking on a force not there
The truth: I done
Done doing dither
Done dying to care
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