I wake up,
I never sleep
I fill my lungs,
I never breathe
I move my lips,
I never speak
Broken pipes that never leak
I open eyes,
I cannot see
I spire thoughts
I cannot teach
I drip in eighths,
I cannot listen
Tortured souls that cannot glisten
- David Mchugh
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