Falling Prey to
Negativity: The Scourge of the Curse of
Having a Heart
You are so going
to figure out all
of my dirty tricks
before this is all
said and done,
aren’t you?
Whoops.
It’s funny.
That didn’t
taste so bitter.
I’m not coming
undone. This is
just my magic
wand. And
don’t worry,
it’s not working.
Yesterday, you
took a picture of
a streetlamp in
broad daylight.
And somehow
my aching neck
talks my aching
back out of its
misery.
And somehow
my aching back
put my aching
neck out of its
misery.
