You tell yourself, “Today was just a bad day.”
Then remember one does not count, but there is
still a stack of bad days.
You open up your Facebook feed to friends’ posts “Remember
to be kind to yourself.”
A poet advertises a lyric t-shirt “I love you. I’ll
miss you. Be careful.”
In a realm where no one talks ear to mouth.
Not alone feeling alone in the stack.
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