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Wishing Myself Away
I’ll spend this winter
Wishing it was spring.
I’ll spend the spring
Wishing it was summer.
I’ll spend the summer
Wishing it was fall.
I’ll spend the fall
Wishing it was winter.
What am I wishing?
To die.
Am I void of purpose?
In a free fall.
What happens when I
Hit the bottom?
Baraka
Wrote a book titled, "preface to a twenty pound suicide note" the only book I have memorized long passages from. Your work is on point and for rereading often. Enjoying. But then I'm pretty odd.