there’s been a death of an idea, thanks for asking
i double checked the sums, and fuckkkit, the mental
model is fuck upped out of proportions, with punching
walls and swearing at God as heroin’s hit me, raise me
dealer, bet on black, bet on thirteen or anything now
here’s deep and dark and dire and bogged in swamp

but i haven’t accepted anything fool, i’m still looking
for a way out of this stinking mess.


3 thoughts on “diagnose

  1. this is a personal piece, with meaning that perhaps only people who know me very well may, may, understand. that said, there it is. it’s a therapy piece of sorts, but it’s all good.

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