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I Feel

I Feel

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I feel like the fluorescent bulb

Burning inside a locked house, with the occupants away on a vacation

I am not switched off 

So that I keep away the burglars, rats and darkness

I burn…just in case. 


I feel like the first grey hair strand

Discovered in a beautiful black head

I am not scissored away

So that my death does not lead to many others like me

I am tolerated…just in case. 


I feel like the paracetamol strip

Constantly ignored inside a busy handbag 

I am not thrown away

So that my absence does not increase a headache

I am carried…just in case. 


I feel like the smoking and drinking disclaimers 

Slapped upon a hard-hitting gangster film

I am not blurred out 

So that the censor board may reform society through gangsters

I am displayed…just in case. 


I feel like the spice container

Seated in a dusty corner of a bachelor’s kitchen

I am not disposed off 

So that I may add spice to a cooking session some day 

I am stored…just in case. 


I feel like the marketing agent of a private bank

Selling love instead of credit cards

“Excuse me! Do you have a minute?”

“Excuse me! Have you heard of this offer of love?”

“Excuse me!”, “Excuse me!”

I am selling love…just in case. 


I feel 

I feel

I feel…just in case I forget how to feel.


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