damage: collateral 27.10

i am blessed with snake eyes.

lines of poetry explode behind my eyes like fireworks.

sometimes i think of what could’ve been

if things had gone differently.

is it my fault?

did i create the current situations?

if so, i am sorry.

not for you, but for me

you’re happier than i could ever make you

and i feel like i’ve lost a piece of myself.

maybe it was me all a long that made you bad

because before and after me,

you thrived.

i should stay on my own

in case of collateral damage

WORD OF THE DAY: turpentine “a volatile pungent oil distilled from gum turpentine or pine wood”