Disconnect

Outside
The sun burns
Relentlessly …

Inside
Every-thing’s burning
Anyways

Your cold shoulder
Isn’t so cold
Either

And surely
It’s not a respite
That oh so illusory respite

The pieces
Don’t always fit in
Or belong

The pictures distort
And the lenses
Have their own irregularities

Memories
And words
They just push me back in

Deep
(So deep)
That senses Give up
Comprehending.

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