they say the things haunting you are probably imagined at best and simply non-existant at worst. but they don’t know a thing about flying pink monkeys and you don’t expect them to. you sought help because you were made to do so and not at all because you feared the monkeys weren’t real. you say the things haunting you are probably imagined at best and simply really pissed off monkeys at worst. for the times have changed from back when they were little, and the narcotics are much more refined now, how can they expect to understand?

poetry

clouds move in
and the sky, blue/darkblue/simply
dark
now

you’re not overwhelmed
but you are literally
being smothered by the cold the
rain has brought. and the reminder
that this week you are no longer
the invincible young’n you were
last week.

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