The Nanoscopic Scream

A nanoscopic planet of pain

Screaming around a dark star

Birthed of Worry’s sperm.

Yes, well, that rather tortured (and tortuous) description of depression has been sitting in my gut all day.

It was either puke it out or write it down.

Sorry you got the wrong end of the deal.

Until tomorrow…


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