My brain is sectioned into 9 loaves
but mostly resembles a lethargic bird
& sounds like the winter moon
I'm unable to navigate or amplify the serenade
of the coal-mine-canary
when my awkward-airbag-lungs transfer a volume of null
I wear sea-colored-lace-underwear & fiddle
with a mix of required & redundant jigsaw puzzle pieces
pretending to know all the words to the song
I've undergone a decrease in hunger
& a growth in the delimitation of my carmine litmus test
being attracted to bearded-logical-men
because I'm always laughing
& I don't remember how
to solve for the slope of x by myself yet
without an ocean's worth
of vibrant coffee.
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