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Day 323 – Prince

Prince, you’d better keep your distance
for the sake of my babies and me.

We are blind towards you
but can feel your groping arms,

we don’t hear your steps
but we are primed to claw you down.

Ghost, we don’t deny that you are there,
but we wake in heated nights
and talk amongst ourselves,
to calm the nervous inklings
that you’re not.

Oh God, if you’re not really there
I’m nothing but a fool,
to refuse a plate that
no one was bringing to me.

Prince, do whatever you want, I guess,
but promise you don’t exist.


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