Hesitation

Hesitation

I don’t want to die, I have life to live, to give

But
when
thinking,
plausible
futures
are
bleak

A promise being kept but hands are shaking

Will
within
melting,
creeping
liquid
anger,
sadness

The first day I’m feeling as such in months

in
hours
perhaps
feeling
like
this
is
me

Worn mask fits well I’ll polymerize

Yet
masks
reak
of
ones
I
hate

Gas mask? Two masks, two faces

this
smell
my
smell
unavoidable
dissertation,
death

I’m holding, my resin soft and supports cracked

Hospital

M
o
r
g
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e