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absinthe
Poems
May 2019
Sunday May 12 1133 AM
dear mom.
i wish i could just talk to you
without having to play us both
or support your role
on a stage i set
all by myself
in exchange for a rested head
practice makes perfect
they said
but i perfected practice to death
i hope that explains why i left
and still head to the opposite end
where insane is the only right
i have left
and my head
a dead end
and my only
friend
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