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Poetic Podcast Episode 22
Maybe I’m too sober,
I remember what you said last night;
Maybe I’m too sober
the anger in your eyes is still flashing,
if I pause and close my eyes;
Maybe I’m too sober,
that rerun is something I’d like to forget;
Maybe I’m too sober
to simply let it roll right off my back,
you already pierced my spirit;
Maybe I’m too sober,
because I’ve hit my breaking point;
Maybe I’m too sober,
it wasn’t fire, funny, or fun;
I never quite caught the punchline;
Maybe I’m too sober,
I can’t fumble my vocabulary
to meet your self destruction;
Maybe I’m too sober
to quell all the condemnation;
You argue my reality
with a fiction that you can’t recall;
Maybe I’m too sober;
I have no social nor mental lubricant,
maybe I’m too sober.
Copyright ©
Melani Udaeta
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