It’s never what it seems to be…

I wasn’t wanting to come back to Word Press or to my blog @ Art Rat Cafe.

I was disillusioned and discombobulated.

I saw it all as a game and I am not a player.

I saw it all as a still resistance to whatever went before.

I saw it all, the tearing torture, the vomit inducing hurting,

the endings and the endings and the endings.

‘And you ask, why can’t you sleep?

 

 

 

 

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