These poems are for Kush

Confused

Dying due to remorse

Living in despair

Like the fisherman’s dog

Neither here nor there

Strange dreams, flashing thoughts

Life throws curve balls

While you swing thinking

it’s gotta be a slider now

Stagnant thinking

Treadmill progress

I am stuck in this sentence

And I dont know how to get out of it

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