cry enough.
we hold back the tears.
leaving the toxic
waste
stuck in our bodies.
everyone needs
to crumble over at times
like a cookie in milk,
and have a good
cry about the world,
or relationships,
or whatever has tied
us into knots.
go ahead, i'll stand
here with the box
of Kleenex.
i use them a lot.
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