I wasn't going to write a poem today but there's a deadline and therefore I will write a poem today
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Do you ever get a feeling
That everything is a wee bit fucked?
A tingling of the neck
A look over the back
Unceasing inklings of decline
The truth is
I wasn’t going to write a poem today
I find little comfort
In verse and rhyme
Instead
I avert the bad place
That dark corner of my mind
In chapter
In prose
In heroes of old
But within comfort
It's tough to find growth
It’s easy to hide away
And say “nay begone today!”
But
All good things I surround myself with
My wife
My pups
My home
One, all
Come from previous moments
Of aggressive insanity
Yays instead of nays
So I guess I’ll write
A poem today
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