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My Google Alassistant

just randomly said to me,

while I stood in my kitchen,

“Sorry

I don’t know what went wrong;

try again later.”

Sadly,

I feel as though

she was commenting

on the totality

of my existence.

Still worse,

I feel like

she might be right.

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a line

A dancer,

a fool…

   drunkard.

Confused,

lost.

An invite

  to destroy…

     forget.

“I can get you what you need,

if need be.

If you ask me,”

(I didn’t)

“I think you should”.

I’m a writer,

a sufferer,

questioning my soul.

“Dance, drink, fuck!”

So I dance,

with the man

who’s friend

won’t come home.