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Rot

I think about things until they rot
Thoughts spinning
The edges catching
Pulling from forgotten places
Not forgotten at all
It’s all there. It actively waits.
Ready to spring
Or lurch
Or stumble out.
Reaction tells the truth of it
I physically cringe
Or laugh
Or tense
Or stand in open awe of an instant that I thought gone forever.
Those are the perfect moments
Perfect because they end
Abruptly. Interrupted. Perfect.
If they lasted any longer they’d rot
Like the things that I think about too long

-JRM

Thoughts?

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