31.3.26

Again Again Again

I’m primed to vomit love again

To sweat the sickness from my skin 


I’ve spent the time like carding wool

To straighten out my twisted soul


My feet are weary and outlook bleak 

The nervous prize I’m asked to seek


You showed me clear that I’m the fool

I call it truth, you can’t be cruel 


A juggling match and a jesters show

They all laugh at me I know


One plus one is never two 

I eat the lies you declare as true

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