Poems from frontsoldaten

Senior in NC.
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What does one see when two bodies intersect?I know I look for me or for something that reflectsSomething I can talk about, a personal...
I am perfection Sweaty, sticky palms kidnap my grasp a pimple on my nose, I’m incessantly staring But my minds on other things   I ask...
If I’m in denial, then why am I here? Denial’s all the way in africa, and I’m all the way here. But I’m drowning either way, I’m floating...