Sickday at the Opticians.

I overfed on our memories,

fell homesick and

skived work to go to the past.


You warned me about the rosy filter,

“things look better when they’re gone”,

I didn’t listen.


“That’s the point” I said,

“now we’re separate,

maybe we can make this work”.


-Alex W.

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