All angles.

Closing in.

All walls.

Closing in.

All doors.

Closing shut.

All windows.

Swinging open.

To the storm.

.

Things will break.

.

Pieces of my life.

.

Never to be replaced.

.

Again in this position.

Again the glue.

Binding everything together.

As I warp myself beyond all recognition.

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Take one step.

In any direction.

And I can end it.

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I am the catalyst.

Of other's lives.

With no life of my own.

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-o-

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I am the bread.

I am the butter.

I am the jam.

I am nourishment, inhuman.

I am the catalyst.

.

-o-

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Inside, compulsions warring.

Winds encircling a void core.

Different lives, different masks, different lies.

All obligatory.

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-o-

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The Golden Fool, By Robin Hobb.