emergence

hoy el dolor es menos.

today the hurt is less.

we talk, you spit venom,

i hang up, my head hurts,

not my heart, not today.

today the pensamientos

seem to be blocking the stream

of blood to my brain,

causing the temples of my head to screech.

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