behind the scenes

a surge of singe in the upstream

skive of heat

few furniture and unsealed windows

an old rug

to cover all that

carpeted floor

full of dirty patches from

former occupants;

they say

to break the narcissistic cycle

it’s 10 times harder than heroin detox

I’m fed on scum

that’s all I have now

unappreciated, unforgivable, unsolvable

this charade of life

going back and forth

without clear results

worth noting

that’s why I’m dawdling

without any merit

where the reality

has gone for good

whilst I ponder

on the inability to live

be visible and thrive

among the others on this ride

full of bumpy stones

puncturing my heart

I can only clean

your tables

while you are doing well

getting on with your job

to be important is the most important

when something

goes wrong again

I’m shivering

in presence of only

my own person

*

November – December

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