The Lockdown me-Tea-Oh-rights

Hit me hard tonight.

They came

C

r

a s hInG
In on me.

I needed a

Capsized

Feel-Thing

To conTrAsT

This Cyclical
Mundanity:

Shifting
T and what-her
Round&Round

For days;

I pour Them
in~And~out-of-me,
Ad infinitum.

But Tonight, Dear,
This took
The form

Of: One

Big Burst

Of Salty
Tears,

Drip
dropping

D

O

O

o

o

W

N.

You

Should have

Seen it.

Those
Saltiest
Remnants
Of me

Finally

Flew
Free.

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