My experience of it
so far
is a little like this
there, then not there, then
so much there
I don't know
what's real
except for the
kinds of things
you can always hold onto:
what it feels like to stroke your
cat, or dog
a glass, a bottle, any kind of water
when you're so thirsty
the smell of the soap
you always shower with
that old song, forgotten, but seminal
played late at night at the Safeway
or out at breakfast, with friends
My experience of it
so far
are these things
and this:
Do not
give up
the ship.
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