day 349

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while making spaghetti for my best friends, one of my ladies says, "hmm.. we could check if the pasta is cooked by throwing a strand onto the wall. if it sticks, that's how you know."

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if all the words you say to me
stick
to me,
what do I know?
I don't know what to do.
you want to "resolve."
not with me.
with a ghost that overpowers my efforts.

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it makes me sick to my stomach.

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I don't want to speak to you ever again.
but
what do I know?