ghosts of beaches past

this week has been a mild kaleidoscope and though I’m not sure that’s spelled right, it’s feeling exact
and I’m deciding and deciding and deciding every now and then if I’m okay,
but mostly I won’t let myself stop for just long enough to decide
as I count the costs of each distraction, does sanity or peace triumph or battle on
youth and the re-hashing of the same sobers even as it revitalizes again & anew
I’m less sure of anything about you but slowly less scared of myself

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