Something’s wrong
Words itch and claw
Surfacing vague
Into consciousness
Biting at the edges
Of my thoughts
Something’s wrong
Taps on my shoulder
But I am not listening
Until it begins to feed
Devouring my dreams
Something’s wrong
It begins to scream
And it frightens me
Understanding
Surpasses me
Something’s wrong
Reverberates inside me
Knocks me to my knees
Until I pick up my phone
And all I get is ringing
With silence in between
ringing… with silence in between… uh… that is how phones work…
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You’re on a roll, my Sunset. Let it all out.
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