everything feels wrong.
our world
has tipped off its axis.
we push and pull in opposite directions,
forgetting we're on the same side.
what we thought was real
exploded
what we knew was real
disappeared
our guides have been taken away,
and it's hard to think
with our hearts torn out.
I would pull our world back
singlehandedly
but I'd rather do it
with you.
for the man I cherish,
on the occasion of my most recent mental breakdown
