TUESDAY HAS BLUE MEANING
At eleven today I stopped breathing;
just for a moment and I did it by
choice. Nothing more to come. So
soon though again I began once
more. Mendacious attribution to
a continued way of life. I tripped,
let's say, and then got up. I need
workers; I need helpers; I need
help. I can no longer write this
travelogue to darker realms
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