i am susceptible to honesty
to paint a colour for myself
to sketch a mockery of myself
to caricature myself as if jubilantly
drips of poignant cache that i amass for myself
maybe i negate my fortune so
i'm just devilishly sincere to myself
maybe i'm subliminally trying to elicit good karma
i'm very awake and aware
i'm not sleepwalking through this all
i do the best with my emotions
make a fodder out of them
i feel
i write
i hurt
i mend
if only i can imbibe to draw neater circles when i'm nearing an end
i''d be happy with the level
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