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Unnatural attachment–
it’s what I have.

This need to let go
and run from people.
I want the open road,
the open sea,
the open plane ticket.

I just crave movement,
but the funny thing is
I never move.
I move houses
and towns
but not states,
never too far
from familiar.
I stay
and still
I want to go.

I feel detached
from my life,
the everyday motions,
the movements I call living.
Like it would be okay
if it were not my life anymore.


Unnatural attachment.

I’m in a fog
of wanting and not wanting,
courage but none at all,
itchy feet in cement shoes.

I’ve always been this way.




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