Wednesday, April 22, 2026

NaPoWriMo, Day Twenty-Two, Poem Twenty-Two

You're an Emotional Landfill

Behold. Another trauma dump
Why else are you around people
if not to catalog their sins. 

And what to do with all these sins.
They start to smell. so why not dump
them off. But here come the people

Got to remember the people 
who get mad if all of their sins
aren't exactly where they were dumped

in your mind, dumped by people hoarding sins. 


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