Two-hundred and Thirty-four: I Am Alright Because He Doesn’t Inspire Me Anymore

Yesterday, his name stopped breathing.
False alarm, I thought (I don’t trust
myself anymore). But then his name
did not hum in my dreams. This morning,
it did not gasp in my throat before I even
opened my eyes. I smiled while I brushed
my teeth: I am alright. In fact, I think
I am a little bored of writing this poem.

I am alright because he doesn’t inspire me anymore.

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Alexia

I drink, I laugh, I smoke, I write.

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