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Realism, Claimed

(Bindings)

By Alexa GreenPublished 6 years ago 1 min read
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why do i put myself in places i cannot hear

right now im in the back of a car and its dark outside with rain and fog and dirt that shifts

sometimes my ears ring. ring ring

ringing!

is it a defense mechanism?

a distraction

from displacement?

i am where i cannot see

like i said, its dark outside, with fog. i cant see a fucking thing

my eyelids flutter because i want them to.

my ears ring because i will it.

blinding myself to bind myself

an attachment to vulnerability is not secure.

surreal poetry
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About the Creator

Alexa Green

i like to write. 18, from Idaho.

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