mad nest

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as i breathe in chemical coconut
i am reminded what it feels like
to be entangled with another
yet i laugh in the corner
for no reason at all

sometimes i feel like luck truly flows
other times i feel
a true depth of
stabs in my face
from sculptures gone wild

so i
check up on concussion
make eyes with another pianist
see the vast landscape of future
wonder if she feels that i wonder if she feels

for that
i love repetition
except the burning
old unexpected

so new
i know
who knew?
me, no