i am
actually afraid
about what
i think
i can
do
what
this self has so
carefully
denied
years and years
of gentle restraint hands
kept
inside the pocket
soon
in the middle of this
holding on
i shall
unzip what i have long
hidden
in sleep
i am afraid
i must tell you that
i can
very well
do
it.
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