I like to listen to Alice in Chains
when it rains,
and watch the water run sideways
across my window.
Really down in a fucking hole.
Stuck thinking about
a million different things
that I can’t control or change.
Makes me feel insane,
or at least slightly unstable,
even though I know that eventually
the tables will turn.
Eventually.
Or not.
I can’t be sure.
And I’m really down in a fucking hole.
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