Sad Angry Confused




Sad

i am sorry
i am sorry
i am
	sorry

sorrysorrysorry

i'm sorry.

sorry!

but i do not apologize.





Angry

Seventy-one, and 
growing.
Pouring, raining
onward

seventy-one
pale pale white lines
lone nights
empty a.m. wakefulness

seventy-one
unvoiced cries
raging, raging against
against the light.

seventy one.
seventy-one. seventy-one. seventy-one.

seventy-one words
in a hand basket.
in a mattress
on the floor.

Seventy-one, and
growing.
Pouring
out
seventy-two.




Confused

we live. leave. live, leaving.

why am i falling to the ground
why am i
why am i falling to the ground
why am i
on cold cement
why am i
in front of lots of silver fridges
why am
i
breaking down
like
this.

fuck this.

why am i
all
broken

i'm 
why.


jan 28 01 & jan 15 01


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