Their voices sting my ears
Dry my mouth
Blur my vision.
The banter, the words
make my skin shift,
uncomfortably.
Ignore it,
look past it,
shut my ears to it.
I wish I could.
I turn off,
flip myself
like a switch.
I'll pop,
like a light bulb,
burnt out.
Crack!
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