Im thinking wrong.
Im thinking, I'm thinking too long.
My mind no longer a moist sponge but a brick.
It weighs me down, shreds me up.
I’m paper that’s constantly being written on
Crumpled, torn, stomped on.
Things I have to interpret on my own.
Once again
I’m thinking, I’m thinking too long.
My opinion strangles me.
Wishes for the light to leave.
I’m never right consistently, constantly wrong.
I am no intellectual.
I am no philosopher.
I write about how I interpret the world.
And how my mind is mush.
And how I’m just a whiny poet.
Lock me up never let me see the light of day.
If there is a god let it kill me.
Because
I’m thinking, I’m thinking too long.
Most importantly I’m thinking wrong.
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Zaria Anderson
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It's difficult for me to know where to start with a review of this book as it was, for me, an entirely unique experience and one that I'll probably never have again. I don't want that to be interpreted as unenjoyable but it has left me scratching my head a little and ruminating on its content, its themes and its characters.
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