it was fine, great even
                  until it wasn’t
   a familiar stirring within
       whispering everything i’m not
                         maybe never will be
       twisting my stomach into
            an unravelable nest of stale desires
  a reminder lingers in the air
      charged with words I dare not speak 

it’s always okay
            until it’s not


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