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I’ve read too
much of one thing
not enough of the
other

have
taken too much
to heart
my heart is full
sometimes
I feel like
it’s about
to give out

but thoughts
are thoughts

I am not a chipmunk
with puffy cheeks
so to speak
or I am in
other ways…

but what are those?
did you know
I once burnt a house
to the ground
just to watch it die?

did you?

no

so to speak of
other things
Houston’s heat
cannot be escaped

we just slow adjust or
give out
we’ve got stories
that we’re embarrassed by
but try not
to store them
in our puffy cheeks
for too long