just wait
i am blowing this bubble gum
and i cannot speak
now you must know
a little about
my game
this bubbling
this silence
this puffing
of air into something
closed
and do not go near
the next thing
that happens
is this bursting
then, let us speak
i am now kind
and gentle
and back to myself
your man
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