poetry of jesse wiles

like sex

Sometimes I just want to get it all out Like now I feel betrayed Used In suspension

And yet, I have no confidence in my feelings They are being abused Perhaps By some deeper wrong Blockage Whatever the cause It hurts

It feels like my chest is on fire It feels like terror Like life without a seat-belt

And I don't like it Maybe it's real Though Awake And terrified And in love

With everything to lose Without actually having staked Anything

FUCK!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

It's not tidy or nice It feels like insomnia It feels like malaria It feels like sex

Fuck

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