It took me two decades to discover
There's a conundrum under the cover
Made of pragmatism and cold logic.
-honestly, twas an ice cold shower.
She works a lot, she's always on the verge
Of the moment where the sickness will merge
With long-term insomnia to come threaten her life,
To make health problems emerge.
I never learned to see behind what she does,
Somehow lot my mind in the simplified buzz
Of brief notes and surface-level commentary...
Rethinking all, I see that's only the path she chose.
YOU ARE READING
A phone book
PoetryA loose continuation of A Few Hysterical Words, this time focused on character descriptions.