How Long have I been in this room,
waiting to be sorted into heaven or hell while stale music slouches on my last nerve.
Until it crystallizes, that this waiting room is my destination,
an eternity of Kenny G, grinding against the unrelenting sound of my own thoughts.
I could use some Fugazi Right Now © 12/22/2023
From the collection Steer into the Skid
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