UNTITLED

  by Noel Ruiz

my absence is my presence.

on waking up and finding yourself that you are a ghost
complete with a solitary soul
a scrubbed feet
and a bucket-full of words.

i said, i am definitely god.
because. i can perfectly hurt myself
with all emotions
with all truthfulness
and i can know know know the meaning of everything.




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i am in a wasteland wandering among macbeth people



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i am a fallen error of divinity.



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a resting peace of a church, unestablished and
gloating from too much blood
and verses.

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