Added 6 July 2000
The small black dot It moved in on me, It explained the insanity Life will be different now,
on the back of the white
bathroom door with the green handle
wiggles around in my uneasy chest.
where I eyed it so long
that it spoke of living,
where once it was dead.
that comes in what-ifs
and the futility of suicide
so that one might live.
after this day with the door
and the little black dot that wiggles around
and talks to my soul.
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