smear

as much as i
envy the creativity
of true artists
there is something
freeing in the way
i smear shit
across the cave walls
an anonymous neanderthal
babbling idiotically
about the things
i will never
truly experience
dying with every
ignored declaration
as i slowly build
a wall in front of
the only exit
cursing the light
that only illuminates
the things i desire
but don’t actually deserve

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