Uninterested

Uninterested.

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I’m uninterested in

This life right now,

I have a big old hole in

My stomach right now,

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I know I’ve written dozens (maybe not

dozens) of depression poems until now,

But everything is stalled right now,

God’s breathe does not produce -

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Butterflies and sunny skies,

Laughs, a sunrise,

Well, what a surprise,

Life is, yet again -

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A man, talking to me about how

Much work there is to be done,

On and on,

Like I even wanted to hear it in the

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First place,

Quietness, not quite relaxing as before,

But stressing, pushing forward,

Asking,

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“Well?”

- And I don’t have the answer,

I want to go to day care soon, but -

I need to wait another week,

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And I’m out of interest right now.