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  • Writer's picturePaige Harris

I Want to Tell You

I want to tell you what my mind thinks

How my head twists and turns

Getting gnawed on like a crazy straw

Blowing air through a tube

Making bubbles inside my head

You manage to pop them

Like bubble gum

Except they stick to the corners of my skull

Filling up the lumps in my throat

I want to tell you why

Why do I whine like a gust of wind

Spreading a lit candle to a forest

Why my bones are dried-up twigs

Tucked into the foot of my bed

Why my eyelids are like crusty rose petals

Lids break each time they open

And my lips...

Like earthworms

Trying to squirm away from it all

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