Will it offer any solace:
staring at the ceiling—
fighting the tear that will soon
annoy my ear, and the other one
aiming for the pillow?
 
Fight I also people,
shooting statements like, 
“You don’t understand,” or
“You don’t know....”
 
Come to think of it,
do I know... where it’s going—
can I explain... what’s happening,
do I know how to stop,

if not reverse, the decay?




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