doubt lets mad birds
into the attic
they flap wild and fast and scared
and
doubt fills the basement
with cold green sludge
it clogs up reason
and soft utilities
and
then
Bear Corner a.m.
in cool clean sunshine/green nature and orange brick glows
waiting on a commuter bus
with a kid
whos all headphones
hair gelled into a wave
sharp shoes point ahead
when
a simple paving slab
heavy/solid/stone
seems to LOOM up from the earth/mocking perspective
taking over everything
looking
just
actually
quite MAD
then i know
its
time
for
real rest
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