Today has been largely unproductive, although I did decide to move to Canada, so that's something. But then I remembered I don't have any money, so it's just another dream dashed. Here is a poem about feelings and shit.
On Being Irrepressibly Angry
I have
triggers,
just like
everybody else.
And once
they’ve been pulled,
it’s hard to
get the bullets back in.
This twitter poem is not addressed to you, but it is, I hope, authentic and pithy like yours.
ReplyDeleteIt's been so long,
I don't think of you.
Unless I hold a cup of warm coffee,
hear an Italian aria,
or smell the earth after rain,
then I often do
That was lovely :) Thank you for sharing! Do you write a lot?
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