broken

i’m kind of broken
but you won’t ever know
i reused that line again
you got the best of my daze
a string of yarn on the welcome mat
and the ball unraveling in the yard
tonight i’m alone
sitting as an imperfect clone
my lung collapsed the other day
but i didn’t have the voice to say
another little paper cut today
and lemon and pepper rubbed in
i make up excuses (where’s your muse?)
get more bruises (I get confused)
forget the formalities
and black tie parties
and shoe tying montages
get back to protein and amino acids
the building blocks of life

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