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September 7, 2011

No head in the clouds

You roll yours around in evil burrows

Coming up only to vomit lines of tired hatred.

There is disillusion that I birthed you

And then there’s not

As I suck in the sad similarities, the hardened lessons, the identical betrayals

Sleep comes burdensome to all within your energy

Including you.

By morning I am on edge but open

Another person you say you watched last night

Do those things

Act that way

Say those words.

I understand, I say, I’ve been there.

You want to forget what cannot be forgotten.

This cannot become repetitive trivia

Your awareness and apology are big, definitely heard.

I exhale when you are gone

I am alone

The gulps, gasps, and wails flood the car.

It’s time for the real work now.


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