The Unbearable Lightness of Being Shitty

i connect the dots of the golden city lights, and i form loneliness.
how can these terrestrial stars outshine my usually sunny disposition?

the cars skidding happily in the clear roads cause the heavy traffic of an emotion which i’ve never traversed for years.

how can lightness bring unbearable weight?  i flew while dragging someone’s heart.  i wounded the woman who has loved me
unconditionally– and the only one i have easily learned to love.

at this height, at this hour, behind shut windows, in this dark room, the view is serene. i look at the starless sky. i fly– but into
the prison of a cage i myself made…

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