Faux
I reach out at blurry imagesEyes moving on their own
The blurs are beautiful
I slur
I confess
My devices fail me, I feel
All powerful
I walk in with familiars
Inhibited, worried, comfortable
Jaw hurting, muscles don’t lie
The eye cannot glitter yet
The eye opens weary
I command my lethargy
The eye glitters no more
I remember cracking
Slipping through myself
Falling, failing, flailing
I am plated
Guilt toys with me
Cringes cement
I toy with friends
Pedestal myself
Empathy is poured out
Blind of their humanity
Muscles don’t lie
Jaw is relaxed
Contempt is poured in
I pick them apart
I pick myself apart
Jaw hurting, muscles don’t lie
I cleanse discontent
To lose little to have none
Inhibited, worried, comfortable
Is better
- 4PME : Sreehari Jayaram, Harshit Kathayat, Jasmit Kaur
Shagun Thakur, Anoushka Mandal
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