Poetry · Writing

seeing double:

every step is a step forward

forward not always straight

straight enough with a slight angle

angle that will dwell on for days

days we can’t get back

back of the line we’ve been here for hours

hours i’ve been counting

counting on someone to throw me a bone

bone that no one will throw me

me exhausted on my third drink

drink to the bottom feels full

full enough to try again

again

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