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the quiet has swallowed me
the loneliness has swelled
word-filled computer screens
a pale on my face
of chapped lips and caffeine-kept eyes
check facebook again
and shift to unshift a shadow
creeping infringe of quality.
everything is nothing but
a mess of mediocrity
that awaits a worthy word
or red pen reviewal all
of which could have admittedly
returned higher regard
if I had measured out my time in
neat little bows of
which untie a progressive acquisition
of mastering a better balance & key