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I wish I could stop it.
Written 2024-03-14Today has been a bad day
While alone, I've cried almost constantly
And,
While in the company of others,
I have raged;
I've thrown things, broken things, put things back together
I've driven stupidly, punched stuff, shouted
mean things at everyone
I would try and right myself
But,
I'm caught in the avalanche.
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Synchronicity
Written 2024-03-09I’m entertaining a controlled panic:
As it turns out,
I am completely in sync
with this shit show-
How does this keep happening?
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Small talk
Written 2024-03-01I saw a therapist the other day.
She seems excited
to dig into my skull
so that’s cool.
I told her that I want my memories back.
She seems to think we can find them.
I hope so.
Then there’s the small issue
of the otherworldly noticings.
Oh, and the weather. It’s been weird.
Damn it.
How can 20 years have passed?
And,
while I am well aware
that I’m not the poster child
of sanity,
I can’t find a way
to make this make sense.
I’ve referred to myself as a watcher
For many years. The irony
does not escape me.
What’s next?
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