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I love your book 
But not the text
I’ll shrug it on
And know that 
Next thing I’ll do
Is walk away
Not caring really
What it has to say
The weight in hand
Fulfills my plan
To prove that
I am capable
Of carrying you 
with ease
And to those
Who might
Think it wrong

The way I read

please

I’d ask
You to take
One moment
To proceed
Into my feed
Into my space
Where you

Abandon

Me


Consistently
Between 
Your words
And my need
To be seen