you could call it, missing the point?
maybe?
small person syndrome?
that shoulder sulking sickness
neal's tellin me it's all about perspective,
like all it took was a button
or a light switch.
a shower, or something
get some water on that face
you know, something like "take a break,"
"breathe a little."
"sit down."
whatever else people are used to saying
in these crushing times
pats on the back type stuff
high fives and shit
feel good moments for like, a second.
i dont even believe anymore all the nice things my poetry teacher said to me.
it's all just a burnt up pile of mess
and things aren't the same
so those words are in the air
tangled up in some telephone pole a mile away
for someone else to get down
and claim
so basically
id make an excellent ghost
a brilliant wall flower
the best fly on the wall you've ever had.
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