tethered & building castles in the air.
not sure what I’m doing.
I’ll wear a hat and cover up & pretend I’m not who I am.
misunderstanding what this here & now means.
restating, re-tasting yesteryear.
wedged between this & that
I seem to choose nothing always
it’s a shame and a sham, that last year:
that’s what I convince myself
to go through today.
living in the in-between isn't real life.
so I'll take a walk and watch the leaves fall
I'll let go let go let go
to get a grip
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