Constriction | Authspot
Constriction.
Want I said.
Without the words.
Phone ringing woke me up
Awaken from sleep that only a few moments
I remembered the incident last night
There rebellion
constriction
There is what I want out
Is it anger?
Is it disappointment?
Or distress?
My race pace
Passing through the southern perimeter yogya
I wanted to go home
But it was too late
Imperceptibly
These tears just flowed
Let it go …
If this can reduce the shortness of
Why all the quiet?
Is there a word?
To convey all
What’s going on
No one wanted to say hello
Undemonstrative
Want I said
Without the words
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