Bitesized people
small sized dreams
we count
blowing steam
the noose is tied
it leaps the neck
like a fist in a glove
my throat is kept
Such different
selves am i?
nestled yet
thick as foam
On these streets i roam
To count
Scattered pieces
and souls released


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