It's a constant reminder
a droning in your ear
of a mosquito squeaking closer
saying "Something isn't right"
and it's not until it is.
That's the issue; a hangover
of the past ten years
like rope out the window
of an abandoned hotel room.
Is it all just catching up with me
now? What makes the wheel
turn and find me, to throw
this fire in my face after so long
without it? The puzzle of myself
gets no clearer and whatever
new phase is happening
it is not comfortable yet.
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