This Trying Man

I've spent the last five years writing obscurist fucking poetry
I'm not complaining, just wanted someone else to know
Impolite conversations gather momentum
I no longer care for my sensitivity and yet
Do I articulate, do I articulate or amble along in the shadow of the disquieting man
This trying man by and by, left winded out of reach of

Inundated with nervousness a memory snores just to my right
I can't remove myself and panic through and through
Without a sound on which to mitigate curiosity bent on reconstruction
Of a catch phrase fumbled 'n' left winded out of reach of some disquieting man
This trying man by and by, left winded out of reach of



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Writer(s): Karl Larsen
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