it does not require
very much square footage
to store melancholy
it fits neatly
inside of an eye
discouragement will
fit perfectly
in the bottom
of one shoe,
ennui in the other,
and you’ll still have
wiggle room
for your toes,
as you walk around
no place special,
all by yourself
loneliness doesn’t
take up much space
it fits easily
into a single
empty hand
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Kevin Trent Boswell is a thing that once blinked briefly in and out of existence. It made noises and gestures while it lasted. The exact nature of its demise is unclear. Some sources say it collapsed beneath the weight of entropy and time. Other tertiary evidence suggests the possibility that it was destroyed by a predator, an accident, or perhaps even by itself. The truth of the matter is unknown. Luckily, no one cares.
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