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Sorting Out Spaghetti
I have the most amazing mess
it builds and tears down
indiscriminately.
Doctors have patience.
She told me she believes in me, today
usually I do, too. I'm healing
a lot of moon cycle debris.
Acceptance is a bitch, so am I.
Do you know how hard it is to think
when a thirty six year junkie
veteran is down to two smokes broke?
Snipes anyone?
My body is getting astonishingly healthy.
My mind is getting rewired successfully.
My soul is healing whole dimensions.
This too shall pass, this, too.
Chris Whitenack © 2014
it builds and tears down
indiscriminately.
Doctors have patience.
She told me she believes in me, today
usually I do, too. I'm healing
a lot of moon cycle debris.
Acceptance is a bitch, so am I.
Do you know how hard it is to think
when a thirty six year junkie
veteran is down to two smokes broke?
Snipes anyone?
My body is getting astonishingly healthy.
My mind is getting rewired successfully.
My soul is healing whole dimensions.
This too shall pass, this, too.
Chris Whitenack © 2014
Published 15th Jun 2014
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