Synapses
flash in you
like miniscule
disasters --
teensy fraught
catastrophes
too urgently
afraid
of making
contact
to care
much about
the outcome.
Flummoxed
lummox! –
you’re
an absentee.
No wonder
numb is what
you ask to
be.
.
yes! miniscule disasters ~ paradoxical, as if any Disaster cld be miniscule... only tiny because unseen by yr companions in office... but HUGE and gnawing away at the fabric holding the jsm of the psyche from exploding out yr orifices... i 'specially Dig the artwork! short but hauntingly true-feeling...
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