each day a new reason to plan an escape
but these bones are getting weary
and these meals won’t cook themselves
an improbable state
who could live life at that speed?
inertia took over
inert matrimony, an improbable fate
take me by the throat
take me by the hand
lead me forward
i am unwound
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