Traced, No Offense

“I can’t feel your eyes from here”

The same old line, no offense

I don’t mind

I’ll just stay off the grid

Trace shapes behind filthy

Motel blinds, dust smudged

On palms, under nails

The same old line, no offense

I don’t mind.

 

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