faces

he sits
fully dressed
ready to conquer
the outside world
yet in a fog
of unwillingness
to face the day

routinely
following a routine
of self doubt
anxiety
utter gobshite
dancing
in his mind

he needs the groceries
he has put off getting
for days
yet the world
is so big
filled with others
so he sits

if he could face
his own face
the faces of others
would not be so difficult
to face
in the stark light
of day

so he writes instead

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