Living With An Emotional Deficiency – IV.


I guess if I wasn’t so broken,
I would enjoy hugs.
They’re sickeningly invasive,
uncomfortably restrictive.
A gesture which intellectuals should have eradicated years ago.
Yet, it’s oddly satisfying…for half a second.
But for you, I endure.


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