02.16.2022 | 23:04 CST

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No photo today/tonight.

Everyone is drinking the Kool-Aid.

No one is honest, forthright, or real by nature.

Tomorrow I won't know, I hope
I dream, I imagine, tomorrow yesterday's tomorrow never comes

Tomorrow's yesterday rolls in as a flood
drowning, inescapable, untouchable

Keystrokes and string plucks
kickdrums and bass drum pedals
petals, my own hope

I won't