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I Run so I won't Get Caught

i tried to walk among you but i lost my shoes


i give in,

i'm stepping back


when i go home I'll take off these feet and put on my soles 


i left I'm gone

once you lose me I'm never again found


as i go,

from you i go,

into the drying sand below,

i distill in thunder


my fear's the opposite of claustrophobia


i must be encapsulated by matter all around,

hiding, hiding 


i don't want to go out

i don't want to see you

i don't wanna walk


i'll only run because then i won't get caught


they don't know,

they don't know that i am guilty of a crime committed much before my time 


much-much


when i reached the end of the isthmus hades saw me said let me be 


i couldn't.

he's on my wall as taxidermy-


oxygen is being at the stake


indeed it is when my skin's being torn ap-

never mind that.


i know that i am bad

i am not good, i am bad.



©2024 by Azra Keskin. 

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