The Shining

We're all kind of

fiddling for a comment, right?

The moment

when passers-by say,

"Hey, nice note,"

and hand us a dime.



Look,

I'm sick of this shit.

We've been playing

the same fucking rhymes

and even those close to me

can't decipher

the maddening lines.



Maybe I'll hang up the pen

and when I feel

like crying again,

I'll forego the write

in lieu of more privatized

groans.



Let me shine

alone.

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