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Updated: Jan 13, 2023

I, quiver, wonder why

I open my mouth

my belly knots and wrangles

the answers to the math

equation of mistakes to weakness

yesterday to morrow

my heart it shivers; icy fear

for shame, by God! It burrows.

I, quiver, wonder why

I have to open my mouth

for fear your eyes will come to see

that wasn't really

me, I try to paint my soul

never knowing how

me, myself, naked

in battle bleeding self and service

police my thoughts, no longer

Photo: A quiet moment in Trieste after I spent the entire day wondering what to do.

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