Another

That stiff caress.
My familiar stranger
In the deafening quiet.
That burning numb.

My shameless guilt.
Frenetic indolence.
My comforting threat.

That neurotic loss of meaning.
That suffocating freedom.

Another empty day.

[06/01/19]

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