as normal as falling asleep
I’d stay and talk, but my heavy eyelids won’t stop closing
as normal as the faint dirt felt under my fingernails
I can’t just wash my hands every few minutes
as normal as the antibodies, the bacteria, the battle between tiny germs in tiny helmets with tiny swords and tiny shields
as normal as everyone
let’s generalize your experiences, let’s assume conformity
as normal as breathing
as common as suffocation
as normal as justification
but I brought this on, I did this to myself
I wouldn’t normally say this
but that’s really pretty normal
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Author:
Luke Bensing (
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You're too clever. I must hand it to you. Charmed and charming. Excellently rendered with perfect imagery and a delightfully haunting poignancy. Thank you for sharing.
Thank you for reading and the kind words.
Ah the things we do to ourselves. A thought provoking read that calls for self introspection.
Thank you
My pleasure
An interesting write, looking at how much of what happens to us we bring on ourselves, enjoyed the read
Thank you
You are very welcome
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