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fool for hire

there’s something wriggling deep inside

your cavernous subconscious.

a feeling! but your stubborn pride

swallows that vulnerable vomit.

if we could just explode with tears

and screams of self expression,

we wouldn’t live with all these fears,

anxieties, depressions.

i’ll offer you a simple gift:

a genuine connection.

i’ll listen close while you exist

and write a poem of your transgressions.