Stranger

To yourself, you fast become a stranger.

Nothing seems wrong, but

everything you attempt tempts 

a wrongness absolute. 

You think you see all, and all

you see is what you can’t but

think you can:

how mad you are!  

How mad you be: in 

fact and – 

curious –

deed.

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