poetry

slam and concrete poetry by Scout Quinn

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consiousness waning

time.

to sleep?
where are the lost seconds.


there issssssss

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inthemeaningless inside.


inside
there is an empty inside.




it is missing yes missing no missing,

time?


where is the crystal//
bleed the arms brake the arms bury the arms,
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i am an enigma
i am an enigma
i amn

i an enigm

am an enig
i am an enigma


iamanenigma

enigma
enigma




i am enigma
enigma
i am an enigma



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now the twilight-+
an ocean`~`

better keep moving better keep moving