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I don't look much in mirrors anymore
keep my gaze steady my posture correct
exercise three four times a week I'm
in great shape. Really. Writing plenty
running a lot haven't touched a drink
(rather I throw it down no hands I'm that good by now
practice making perfect as practice tends to)
late nights lately but that's nothing neither new nor noteworthy
keep my chin up my head down
interested in the catharsis of an honest day's work
(repulsed by my hands but I'm figuring it out)
I supplement with xanax I like the
serenity it adds to my disposition
my work tends to pile up so I
set aside Tuesdays to deal with it all
can't remember the last time I looked at the stars but
f**k it they're dying also
bad for the neck craning like that
a few aches and pains no surprises
nothing to complain much about a few
nightmares that won't quit
ghosts that won't quit
thoughts that won't quit
nothing you're unfamiliar with
nothing drastic really
it's just a poem they're just words
I'm good I'm so f*****g good

Reviews

[Eli]

I love how you describe yourself and fight with your inner self, is the best poetry just like mine

[Marmalade]

I love this. Being able to flow without outwardly rhyming is a great talent.