Can't/Can

April 30, 2008
By Tess Cooper, Portland, OR

Gone
Gone
Gone
It echoes with the dripping of that damn faucet.
I shouldn’t be able to move
And I cant.
I should be able to cry
But I cant
I shoudnt be able to laugh
But its all I can do
Hysterically,
Like I’m crazy
Because I am crazy.
Because it’s the last thing I can do.


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