Blocking lenses
listening to Marina sing
I AM NOT A ROBOT
I LOL
phone beeps for the nth time
condensed text-speak affection
sweet like milk
nourishes bloating hearts
to obesity
ours, or just mine?
Hope-fed
beats lay the track
for the butterflies to dance
organs will be knocking on the door
asking for my music to be turned down
but, invited
my body dances
blocking these lenses
I AM NOT A ROBOT
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