had to go
through the latest
poetry collection
approve edits
which meant
reading myself

i have an agreement
with my brain where
we do our damnedest
to ignore one another

i see how far
into the darkness
i have fallen
yet i cannot seem
to find the ambition
to crawl back out

the emptiness
contorts itself
to my fetal position
whereas the light
only shows my
myriad of flaws