self pity sunday

she wants to come see me

when I’m buggy & low

& definitely not at my best

it’d great to see her

through the red eyes

& snotty nose

even though my head aches

trying to produce words

to fit the occasion

& it’s a relief when she goes

not that I don’t love her

but right now

all I can hang on to

is me

& that in itself

seems to be a bit of a struggle

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