WRECKAGE

I think right now I might be a bit of an

emotional wreck

Lucidity tenses my newly

freed neck

I can shout

but I whisper
teeming with doubt
Lumbar still in pain
What the fuck am I feeling?
What was I just thinking about?
Something lurks within
and without

I DON’T KNOW WHAT TO DO

So much goddamned work to do…

The way grief motivates me,

bit of a mindfuck

Maybe my mom was a bit of a cunt
She looks beautiful tonight am I going insane?
Would it matter?
Who will cut into my brain?