Numb Ered
i'm in the room
with no number
but a name it's
secure so then
you may ask
why the panic
attacks and
exactly why
i'm acting like
this and not
that feeling
of blissful
mind on cloud
nine riding a
wave hanging
ten then i dust
off the rest of
my room's
placard real
izing it's not
"secure"
but
"in
secure"
Copyright © Jeff Connelly | Year Posted 2019
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