There’s nothing here
for me,
and I really can’t quite stand it.
It’s as though my skin
is tearing itself
apart at a subatomic level
and I’m sitting here
on macroscale
just wondering when all my atoms
are going to pop away into oblivion.
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Author: Aidan Badinger
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I am a poet.
I write poems.
Titles and subjects and subsequent readership are all part of one fragmented figment of our universe, and it's nice that we take it so seriously. Hopefully the craft remains and grows stronger for our children.
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