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SOUL MATE NOT HOME

I'm dead tired,

and yet I want to live.

I want to experience this radio advertised

peace-of-mind.

I want to experience this prime-time

television joy.

 

And yet,

it is all empty.

 

The electronically carried whispers

are false.

I want to dive into a half-frozen ocean,

a place where I can feel alive.

I want to dive into a half-frozen ocean,

a place which will listen to my cry.

 

I want to live,

and I want to hear

the real

you.

 

 

 

 

A Routine Life

Look at the time. Has it arrived? Punch the clock. Time to work, input equals output. Punch the clock. Sleep. Alarm. Loop.

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