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A tension drags
On my dry skin
Veins pop up
On my clammy hands
My mouth is a desert
Our last kiss
Blotted out
By passing hours
Drags of smoke
Cocktails
Fitless sleeping
Thoughts are trapped
In cycles
Gloomy grimaces
Edge my smiles
I cannot comprehend
This pointless time
But your absence
Now explains
Why I grit my teeth
As I laugh
And hunch my shoulders
In defiance of life
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I really like this poem, I like that it has a physicality and simplicity to it at the same time as I like the feeling you create through your choice of words.
