Some days/ I run into myself/ Like a character in the old cartoons/ bang into the wall of me/ my stuff is impenetrable/ and I bounce off of it/ unable to budge or break through/ lately I see it happening/ feel the familiar bruising/ say to myself this is what you do darling/ you eat yourself alive/ you work too hard and eat your liver/ knowing that like some mythic/ small god of fire/ you will…
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