is it?

I can only create. I came here to speak

I can only speak. And what a burden a voice is

You would be better to be joy

But I am joy in human form

What restrictive construct is this skinsuit I am imprisoned in?

But touch and water sun and chocolate

Can’t you see the LOVELINESS anymore?

Yet neither yet neither. Yet hindsight and another. I am trembling a posture a forsaken apostate I am this and I’m that and I haven’t a second

.tell me your second. And tell me your first. I can make it all art. I promise I have seen the beauty

.I don’t want the beauty

But that is all that’s left;

Author: K L

Just having a human experience like everyone else.

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