Viscous circles

Those feelings we reel in when we’re reeling with pain, I am guilty of casting that net. If one cannot get blood from a stone then I know that I am not that hard, for I bleed with the need to feel something more than disgust at the blood on the living room floor. Nothing…

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Them blues

It’s only Monday? then yesterday must have been Sunday and the day before that Saturday? The weekend went in less time than it takes to shake a stick at a cat and that’s that my nose to the grindstone to work and then back home I wish it was Friday again…

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Private wards

when the collapse came in the form of like, total, I was trying to add things up but they wouldn’t reconcile and I lay there for some time but in a while which may have been a long while I pulled myself together as if my life were not the drapes (and who uses drapes…

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