that brittle protective. initials whittled in benches.
I'm a little self-referential. you can tell I use stencils,
I'm still in detention, I've gotten my fill of correction
with the pills and the lessons, the thick of these lenses,
I'm quick to attention when I'm all focused up.
Im sick of sending these sentences. Think I'll go for a run,
then I write till my head hurts til
these rhymes run together, til these finals are done,
til the fine in the weather has sighed into dusk.
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