Tuesday, July 13, 2021

D.N.S. Poem: "Tonight"

is one of those nights
I can't fathom
how you hate me.

It's not that
I don't see how.

I go through
periods of hating me
often enough to know;
it's possible.

Allowing myself
to believe you hate me?
I won't. Maybe I can't?

I trust my brain:
we need each other.
2:55 AM, July 13th, 2021

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