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a moth flying toward the fluorescent light on a hot summer night...
cats hissing and screaming under the front porch
all while the cool breeze after the rain 
sends me whirling off into insanity.

Woke up in a perfectly charitable mood... 
wanting to give the world all my blessings
only to have them stomped out by one bad attitude.

"Don't let it get to you" the voice says
"Don't let them in... 
You're better than that, and you know it...
it's only some words, a flying fist 
and a walk away without so much as a goodbye..."

It isn't my fault that the rest of the world has gone insane... 
it doesn't have much to do with me, holed up in my room, 
talking to someone who could mean the world if I play my cards right...
It only bothers the moths, and the stray cats... 
the streetlights and the potholes in the road
for every pale headlight bobbing out of sync and flickering 
at every bump... 

Nope... 
It's just me, sitting alone... 
Not really caring whether
goodbye comes without words...

It's all the same to me.