Thursday, May 4, 2017

DIALECTIC

Right about now—with
your hands numb
and mouth full

of triple
thick, quick-
melting coffee bean ice cream—

is when
you start to feel
not so great

about
all of those so-
called resolutions

you made
almost
half a year ago—

is when
your face
first flushes to realize

that you can't really
stomach
any more promises—

is when
you start to regret
having turned yourself

into a total
glutton
for punishment

instead of
becoming one
for permission.

Right about now,
hell feels
like combining

acute stressors
and old
coping mechanisms

and then
still wondering—

how come
I

won't calm down—
and can't

wake
up? at the same time.

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