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Kettle's Boiled

Kettle's Boiled

The spiral continues
despite the dips
where I return to
my obsessions

those idiosyncratic habits
I have learnt over time
to mitigate all manner of
life’s inconveniences

Is there such a thing as
guilt free escape—
confectionary binge,            
warm or chilled
voluntary delusion:              
chakra activation;
a trip to the cinema to                                 
connoisseur culture;
blissful massages by                                                
White middle-aged male
craves solace in
arms of kindness
Given lack of supply…
Martians may apply

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