tongue overflowing mercilessly
stuck on one rotating record
scribble life of no movement
must make, must move
feel the sun
sweat
skin my knees
got to stop feeling
so simply +
superficially
trapped
got to
get back to my freedom place
the joy + pain of nine years old
stuck at the top of a
door
frame
[written on "broadminded mental brains" program, date unknown]
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