Gut Reaction

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Courage of bearing those hidden aching words, 

Which run deep in routes, deals, deeds. Of “unintended” essential intention. 

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Strewn together scrabble letters of the right words to utter, stretching behind

Shoulders. Traced through telling generations of gut reactions. 

Uncertainty under dimly lit paths or living room red flags.  

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Words which feign shock but really define blurred fury, 

Disgust. The untwisting of ink wails poisoned like century old sweets, 

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Rancid and swallowed, not chewed. Sticky,

Digested by some unlucky billions.  

We swallow

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The sour obvious contained in that tin. Heavy 

Amongst the frills of the subtle and scary. 

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The fiery pits of it could have been me. 

Confused to stop sounding selfish

To want safety. We hold an unmatched tender strength. 

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But across my heart I feel, once again, 

A rotting, time-old agony for another 

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Her. 

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