a glint of red

a glint of red moving across my mind,
want to chase it to see what is means,
but I don’t, my curiosity is strapped to
this rock of guilt and restraint, do you
remember what happened last time?
I am stuck in the muck that I exude
from myself, that keeps me stuck
here, where I am safe

— GB

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