Ego-DeathA Poem by MatthewMcCoshdate unknown
I live
life bound always towards the holy trinity: all encompassing; phone wallet keys while born somewhere America maybe I leave forgetting my wallet tells me my name my worth my role or something --- its a real stretch starring at this animal in the mirror wide pupil-ed, stuck there that strange world with no real idea of anything
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Added on October 29, 2017 Last Updated on October 29, 2017 Tags: modern, english, poetry, self, modern life, capitalism, globalism AuthorMatthewMcCoshAboutCole, Matthew McCosh WoCo 2021; Here I am, you got me in your clutches: time to just hit me with the death blow already. more..Writing
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