slope

emotion
on the surface
heart
worn
tattered sleeves
ups
downs:
forbidden
flat heartless
forbidden
like children,
don’t know what they want
but one thing
always craved: control
expected conformity
dance to every drum
feet bleeding
worn
aging discretion
the fires are that-a-way
but here?
here you only need scorn
a long way down

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