i find my
thumbs
are so far
behind my
manic brain
i am writing
in reverse
as if i am
going so fast
the laws of
physics cease
to apply

i am not
particularly
okay
but this too
shall pass

eventually

even if you
could go back
in time
mistakes can
become tendencies
when you refuse
to admit
any fault

like ending
baby adolph
thinking that
powder keg
wouldn’t have
found another
short fuse
without him

life provides
ineffectual
solutions to
prolong miseries

but that feels
rather passé

so i will just
stare at the ceiling
unconcerned if
i go unheard

i know what
i said
even if it
came out
in reverse