let loose at full force
paper cuts like steel
reinforced concrete.
fold after fold
crumple upon crumple
a samurai sword takes shape
and I'm un-armed
whipping wind sapping me of simple
whirling water wrapping me all arounded
almost drounded but glory story
neither sink nor swim, yet
safety.
...such safety
until the time I'm pushed.
this time I'm pushed.
because safety rots the teeth
and paper cuts
like steel
reinforced concrete
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