and another thing

and another thing

it’s simply too much to take in
every angle, every direction
layering
emotional commitment
to whom
why has it all been
blown asunder
i am struggling with this
nothing
is coming through
pretend
i’m writing stream of consciousness
when i’ve nothing to say
nothing
i’m thinking only
that you’ll ask me what i’m thinking
and
I won’t have anything to say

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