can't fake a lack of space
if there is none,
there is none.
nobody told me so
i just know
and space won't grow
it fills
and then some.
crazy is as crazy does
what is, was
in a afterglow of because
guess what
the air is not clear
nowhere near
'cause i see,
i hear
irrelevant by default, or fear
a lack of space faked is a barely awake state
that i can't afford
or paste
over my already over indulged (in)sense-(of)ability to fall
and so
i do nothing
at all
but watch one stall
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