Half the time

I feel insane

and wonder if it’s a book,

this Saturday night


I try to reconstruct

some meaning

like describing

a state of mind.

I wonder if everyone

feels the same,

just over in their own corner,

taking care of

what is their own.

Seems the end game

always speaks of


knowing how to love.

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