cauterize in poetry
- March 25, 2020, 4:30 a.m.
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there’s a fever now
inside our heads
and a fever
burns things away
we get a choice
if we can burn up
unrealistic expectations
dreams no longer working
attachments helping no one
we may have a chance yet
or we can set ourselves ablaze
char away to nothing
it really is our choice
Last updated March 25, 2020
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Squidobarnez ⋅ March 25, 2020
uh huh.
dap-hugs