Coins in my pocket

I need instant reply

I take pills
as if they would
erase my ails

I want to go back
go back to that place
where inspiration sparks

but something is holding
me back, something
is hindering my progress

I’ve said all the same shit
over & over again
keep wondering what is new

I want to feel fresh
want to revitalize my life
I want to flip the table on routine

vital, I want to feel
this instead of
warning signs of fatal

frail, my bones are so
when did I start to care
& listen for every creak

I used to be so carefree
& full of self-
destructive tendencies

where am I now
please tell me
where I am now

just walking through
memories like neighborhoods
jingling the coins in my pocket


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