angst cycle (iii)
[D] (i)

half the grief
i lost the confidence
to do the essential
touching up

this head
was wellied
as a youth
le mode je n’ai jamais

so it takes
a tense
of watery eyes
a sorry of hours

or when i’m in a rabid mood
or the light of ego
shines my eyes

which sticks her mood
down the pan
the time

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