electric words
should harbor
little more
than a silent
satisfaction
filling dreams
with pixelation
and adoring
smiles
my god
how you once
could pull me
from
the tethers of text
that bind me
shocking in
your ability
to fill
these spaces
driving me to pursue
with manic fury
in an effort to consume
whatever that which
you are
Birth sign: Aquarius
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