“under/overthinking”

i heard you lived,
unfurled, and lied.

i didn’t. hum yellowed
paper, tapping fingertips
to thumb, counting
the moments where I
can’t think  – reverse,
rewrite, revise, expand
the way small white sane
maker packets look on
bathroom tiles, a thousand
furious threads failing
at being thought touch
worlds and names and places
better left remembered,
call halls of numbness
homes there’s all dust and-

i sketched roots to problems
we never knew we had

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