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Tear Ducks Quack

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By Rowan Finley Published 10 months ago 1 min read
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The dam usually breaks at night.

Rarely, ever does it occur in the daylight.

But if it’s during the day,

then Billie Eilish is singing “What Was I Made For.”

Her lyrics float…

into S P A C E,

similarly, as to how I used to, on myself, dote.

Tear ducks quack.

Vocal chords crack.

The present smacks

me with all the uncomfortable facts.

I strive to whisper an optimistic thanks

to my subordinate, battling, emotional, ranks.

Mental Healthsurreal poetry

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Rowan Finley

Father. Academic Advisor. Musician. Writer. My real name is Jesse Balogh.

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    Written by Rowan Finley