hugz anshit (an overdue distillation of mary jane mutterings)*

touching
and fingaz
folks entangled
round
happier times
like moss trees
and
overgrown vines
all that
senimenalshit
shoveling feelings
folding them in
packets
of human contact
not trying to be
looking pitiful
when i like
somebody
i’m clutching
with an arm
in back small
couple digits
fondling neck
i just want
a moment of
being yoked
to something other
than my own
sorry
bag o’ flesh
soo
quit asking
all these damn
questions

is you worth
my huggin’
or ain’t you?

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*inspired by some talkspit from Taushia Griswold