Metanoia Paranoia
You know those days when you feel hyper sensitive
and everything that goes consecutively wrong feels like a super negative
when your angel turns to say, having taken on the interrogative
“Believe me, no-one’s looking at you for any more seconds than their attention can handle; life is all just relative.”
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Pedestal
I never once asked,
“Place me up high”.
I’d hoped,
mere potential for fun.
Yet eight hours following,
a fumble in bed,
Turns out,
you’re a cry-baby ‘one’.
Brinkinfield 