maelstrom

in this maelstrom
I flounder
everything spins
nothing will hold still

moons become
blue moons
unexpected
endocrine insanity

and the tiredness
drags at me
like claws
pulling at my flesh

I try to hold on
to you
but you’re
behind glass
swirling in a
maelstrom
of your own

and I’m making
it worse

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