Tuesday, August 28, 2018

Disaster relief

I feel fatally ill...
With this distance between us.
As I hear how your voice,
Sings when you talk.
The absurdity in my eyes.
The absurdity of winning.
Not over disagreement.
Because reality checks are false.
Bringing me fever.
And the lies I must forfeit to.
All in my alter ego.
All in my impressions.

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