Wednesday, April 14, 2021

NaPoWriMo, Day Fourteen, Poem Twelve

Group Therapy

Old self 
slaps young self.

Young self
already spent.

Old self
nothing left to work with.

Old self
wants to kill young self.

Current self'
said f--k paradoxes already.

Older still self 
would intervene

say things
get better, maybe.

Sad that self
is not there yet. 

No comments: