Out of Order


I don’t beg,
I will, if you ask.
I don’t pretend,
except, in the dark.
Night unfolds,
All that I hide
in plain sight.
My chest, an empty cavity,
and void of what you need me to feel.
You would be better off, to
pick another carousel to ride.
This one is out of order.

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