greyish.

Bunged up.

I’ve got…..spiderwebs
in my heads.

No matter how i blow or suck
they won’t come unstuck.
unshook.

I’m a little stuck bird, on a nest that won’t fly away.
Please don’t clip my wings.
Please don’t take my egg.
Please don’t take my word.

Something’s alight.
Someone’s lit a fire under me.
And there’s nothing I can do but burn.

……don’t know how long i can last.
It’ll all turn.
to.
to.
to.

I’m confused. I’m maladjusted and unaligned.
I have so many simple problems. So many simple corrections to be made.

So don’t worry about me.

I’ll just take some affirmative action and it’ll be:
pending investigation.

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