i've stopped
eating.
not to lose weight,
or because i think
i'm ugly.
i spend my money
on the things
that help me
through the terrors
of day to day:
the boredom,
the longing,
the loneliness.
these days drive on,
so long,
and still,
i think
of times
long gone
and times
still to come
and i want
another drink
because just one more
is never enough.
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