10/6/19
Oct 24, 2020
There’s always going to be a reason, won’t there?
A good, bloody, wound of a reason:
The year your boss grabbed you when you were alone
The years you had just escaped from home
The boyfriend, the family, the different words for “life”
That leaden weight that pins you to bed for months.
They’re all good reasons, yes
good eulogies.
Good truths to patch together all those bad, bad years,
and much neater than saying:
“I’m a ghost haunting my own life.”
So what happens
the day you wake up to the good not being good enough?
-This I promise. Stay alive long enough. And you will tire of what you know. And start wondering about all you don’t.