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Burn

Why is it so fucking hard to write something simple, honest, and true?
Ah, that last bit – the truth part – it will catch you every time.
If you’re honest that is…
And now, somehow, I have lost the thread of simplicity.

Let’s see, I will try again.
Oh damn it, I vowed to not be autobiographical & confessional any longer,
and here I am, stuck on this topic
so boring, so inescapable:
my mind.

One last attempt.
I did not sleep.
Sickness, worry, pain.
Black-bruise to blue-bruise to
the light before the light
birds sing the sun up
I am not the only one who feels it
I am not the only one who feels
I am not the only one who
I am not the only one
I am not the only
I am not the
I am not
I am
I