You keep scratching
At the base of yr neck
As if you were itching
For some silly contact.
My fingers were bleeding
From beating you to
A text– or just at waiting.
(And it's never really there)
And I see a scene repeat, release,
Come back around like day for me.
Time's like an old dog on a treadmill for a while at least
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