sometimes you just catch a glimpse of something unexpectedly
like an old photograph. or maybe a video
and then you sit there, feeling a giant hole start burning through your chest
slowly at first, like a hot iron later
and then you swallow it down,
and your head stats hurting next, and your eyes burn,
and then you want either start clawing at it or break your own fingers.

people say they find comfort in the world turning. in a new day rising

I don’t.

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