Requiem for Self Medicating

by on December 12, 2023 :: 0 comments

i need i need i need i need i need
to tell you something.

there will always and forever
be a hole.

it is how the light gets in-
you cannot fill this hole.

sometimes when the wind blows through-
it calls awareness to this hole.

there comes an ache.
it feels like her-
her
tender
long-lost
soul.

editors note:

Not whole with this hole. – mh clay

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