J.J. Campbell

my sphere of thinking these days

i can’t remember the 
last time i looked into 
the eyes of a woman
i can’t remember what
true love, real love
fuck, even fake love
feels like anymore
and they tell me i still
have plenty to live for
that suicide should be
nowhere in my sphere 
of thinking these days
a fucking pandemic
a presidential election
a country fading into
a totalitarian state
all the circumstances
that say isn’t this
just fucking grand
what a life
all my heroes tasted 
at least one barrel
in their lives
my patience only
has so much thread
left on the tires

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