2010
01.30

Cyclothymia

I cast boyhood aside and became
a boy
as everyone else became lovers.
And as I heckled them and cried out from a far,
a midget — who stuttered — pulled on my pant leg and
begged me to show him
a card trick.

But they ignored me
even though I require constant supervision.

One day the sun will be black.

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  1. Holy Shit! This one hit me…

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