when i think i miss him…

i try to remember why i left him. 

it get’s hard… to sift through the emptiness for grains of sunshine

i feel poor, like a beggar… poor of traces of his affection,

starved of an unfractured reality, while he shoves his feeding tube

down

my

throat.

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