Reality has never been clear
roomfuls of kids or adults all with
their own, mine not matching.
The ex texts don’t make any sense
just wanting to hurt me. Illogical.
Sober sex requires a How to book
absurd as that sounds
Not even a real heart to break
Bones and breaks and promises.
Giving up seems eventual
nothing abhors a vacuumn
Not anymore tragic than others
the infant on the outside just as fetal
to be at the begining or the end interchangeable
What wisdom has been gained in
A life jealous of death sometimes.