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“A” Widow
Jun 29, 2021
I’m in pain.
The agony of boredom, yet the solace of routine.
I hate being in a box. Traveling the vortex around the same corners.
Day in. Day out.
I blame nobody, but I blame everybody.
Until I met him.
My drug. The psychological effects are damaging.
Every night I take him; one the good doctor would not prescribe to me.
He brings me cloud 9. From there I get high.
Night time, I’ve lost my mind.
In a fever dream, united as one, but on different teams.
The morning sun expires my hot and fun.
Handsome is gone.
Instead a familiar name rings next to me.
Expected, but unwelcomed to the scene.
I’ll abandon this life, the family achieved,
If I can just be.
