It Is What It Is
years ago no
body knows
and maybe
even my
genes
told
me
so
i fell
from
what i
think i
never
will
know
and i
sprained
my brain
unlike my ankle
everyone kept
pushing on it
asking if this
hurt or how
about now
does this
give you
any
pain
and so i gave
in to the give
and made
them try
pressing
a little
harder
saying
oh yeah that
there hurts
but then
people
stopped
pushing
walking
away
saying
he's
okay
let him live
life's a play
so at first as
an apprentice
i took the part
of the off
screen
extra
just
as
if all were
accepted
then when came
a time my mind
played Berlioz's
requiem in
reverse i
started
obser
ving
i'm light
years away
and to this day
i stay medicated
with something
my brain couldn't
make but still
my doctor
says stop
drinking
Copyright © Jeff Connelly | Year Posted 2019
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