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advice to self on a rainy sunday: let go

if i accept the possibility of doom

then doom will come

 

the thing you fear is inside you

      you are your own worst nightmare

 you are every part of the dream

 

my mortal coils tighten their grip

i squeeze back

                             wait for lightning to strike

 

fuck with yourself

          undermine assumptions

            challenge accepted truths

risk blowback

the more you take what you think you need

         the more you need it

 

and so my friends in closing

i cease and desist the urge to resist

accept the things i crave

reject happy endings

brew bitter tea

                             the better to brace myself

 

can’t get past it without going through it

the distance from here to there

describes the trajectory of desire

the long distance journey of all wayward travelers