A Session
"a session”
watching icicles forming on
the inside of my eyelids
thinking of you that’s
what i did while
you were at
group therapy
i was sitting home
alone
contemplating kissing
Señorita Cerveza but
knowing no one can
replace ya while
you were at
group therapy
i was sitting home
alone
tried to slice my
wrists with a butter
knife imitating suicide
like i’m imitating life
while you were
at group therapy
i was sitting home
alone
Copyright © Jeff Connelly | Year Posted 2023
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