introspective: wherein, i use an oft-unused four letter word in my poetry — mold.


turning it off like a faucet
is possible and almost just as easy.
however the sudden lack of
flooding in my mind is not
nearly so black-and-white
as an un-flooded kitchen.

sure things would be clearer,
cleaner, and less work to keep
but shutting out the chaos
just sounds so damn boring.

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