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A Poem by Ben Taylor

there's nothing to write
because im not fighting any
notable demons
tonight.

im wiping tears
from my thumbs and
elbows,
but its just all
part of the process.

im just as happy
as i was in highschool.
i remember driving my car
down scott blvd
and feeling exuberant
to be alive.
i dont think ive
felt that since. 

i dont know
what love even means
to me.

i dont have it,
though.

ill just jot down
some thoughts to look
over tomorrow.

im rotting
at the seams. 

© 2024 Ben Taylor


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Added on February 25, 2024
Last Updated on February 25, 2024

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Ben Taylor
Ben Taylor

Columbia, MO



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A Poem by Ben Taylor