therestlessrhythm

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Embalmed

I’ve been looking at strangers
and getting scared
that I’m going to be one of them
some day.
When my old denim earns extra
holes in the pockets
and I’ve forgotten that time
was my enemy because,
I’ve run into the walls
it bounded me by
and left me embalmed with
memories of who I wanted to be.
And wandered off instead
in search of people of interest
because they bring me closer
to god than the heroes
of popular idolatry.