Samantha Felix - Something

Something about this moment leaves me.
There is no title fitting.
Something about today is indefinable.
By definition today will be both tomorrow and was yesterday.
Something about this second is too long.
It keeps rolling over me like a bad sunburn.
Something about my name does not suit me.
I pull it on everyday a little bit dirty.
Something about reality is dead.
Languid and flaccid it does not move me.
Something about yearning sooths
Me.

Samantha Felix

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