Accidentally broke a glass bottle without warning,
The brain's a ball of mush today,
Just the same as yesterday
I struggle to put one word in front of the other,
My edits, a failed attempt to smother,
The key message,
Splat in the middle of every tumbling paragraph, like a stubborn carriage,
Perhaps I am done,
I stop typing so maniacally, my fingers exhausted from being a rabid gun,
I munch on a giant Toblerone bar,
Trying to erase invisible scars,
A shitty day can always be turned around,
Simply by looking around,
Exhausting Wednesdays,
In our heads we dramatically convert them to doomsdays.
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