By: Joe Alterio
The palms sway in sympathy
Why am I me, and not someone else?
I can see my whole life laid out before me…
We’re really good at complicating things.
I don’t think we’re solving the correct problem
I feel like my emotions are in neutral
I just couldn’t handle another Zoom call today
New year, same weirdness
Tex Avery pushed through a meat grinder on acid.
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