Debted Bliss

Buying my

anonymity

each day

 is costing more

 

The mortgage

on new moments

signed in blood

 their payment sure

 

In plain sight

hides my essence

for as long

as I can pay

 

In debted

bliss

my soul is pledged

— to go from day to day

 

(The New Room: August, 2026)

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