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the thing about pain and anger
and disappointment and failure
is that even when they’re burning red hot,
you might eventually be able to ignore
their power and drift
into joy and amnesia. but
their negative power simmers
waiting for you to forget,
let your guard down:
just as you think the affliction is over
you remember just how much you hate yourself.
you marvel at the ineptitude
of the things you’ve spent
your life trying to be good at.