i am too full

i am too full of

love to be

half lived

too full of pulse &

beat to be

a  vein contraction or

smoothed pebble in your

pocket too full

of noise & colour

to be a 2D

render graffitied on

your barricade

wall too full of words

to be

a poem on a page

folded on your

bedside table.

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