day 61

Yesterday was a bear,

I growled much.

Wanting to jump through the pane glass;

Just to take the edge off.

(I didn’t)

Damnit Janet,

I’m a surgeon, not a psychiatrist.

I’ve got no qualms with you.

It’s just the addiction talking;

The conversation will be over soon.

Supposedly that’s a good thing –

Learning to accept,

Twenty-five hours

Isn’t that long to wait

for

God to cancel all the snow.

Emergency broadcasts, shouting news

None of these notifications seem any good.

Is that reality, or mere perception?

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