i cannot exist,
adequately,
in the company of the earth.
i fail to adhere
to this, completely,
a mutant
of normal human behavior.
i am the only one,
i am the only one
and the letters fall from my fingers
in great suicides,
preferring the end
over any thing that i may offer.
i float down,
removed from the high highs
by days among them,
forced to communicate,
to listen, to compete,
i float down
a little lower than before.
-S.C. Martinez
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