Lying down in the tub,

billowing cumulus clouds of crimson,

lethargy coming on slowly,

Made a choice I will

never have again…

You want me to explain…?

Sincerity and genuineness

Is impossible for me…

Just a big reaction to

the fragmented throng.

Tried to excise my

coping mechanisms…

exacerbated by ego

and erroneous perceptions

of corpulent truths.

You won’t forgive my indolence…,

But you don’t know me.

I am very busy…

At the molecular level.

_Son of Ham
By: hiroshi kuhn

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