| chest pains |
i laid down on the
cold, hard, dusty floor.
no, not metaphorically
i'm laying on the floor
motionless and stiff.
i suppose i thought
doing this would relieve
the weight crushing me.
no, i mean the literal weight
that is pulling me down.
maybe i'm laying here
because i think that it's
almost poetic in a sense.
the tortured writer gives
up all hope and collapses.
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