Control C

Breathe.

I take a deep breath, right now. This very second.

Because I am filled with such fucking rage and anger.

That I finally find a moment of lucidity.

And the words flow out of me in a way that makes sense,

and helps me process

and understand the mess.

And I hit copy and paste.

Just in case

The very thing inspiring me to write

Failed me.

And failed it did.

Maybe it was my fault,

for exploding in a tiny window labeled "bio",

for putting my energy into that moment

into something not intended

for such a sentence.

Oh well, I must take a breathe. Let the anger settle.

Learn from this.

control v

Dum spiro spero - that's what replaced the prose,

the very words

that helped me rise to this occasion.

Dum spiro spero - While I breathe, I hope

Well, I hope to never make that mistake again.