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Loke Houbo
Poems
Nov 2024
Sunday Hangover
The week is freeing.
All pleasure is fondling my being.
My senses are occupied.
But forget that, cos I lied.
I lie to myself.
I now see my health.
Because now we're back.
Sunday.
This empty day, my mind howls away.
No blanket of soothing ignorance.
No lens of a hopeful sickness.
Right now there is me.
Only me.
How I convulse and clench my teeth
in my selfhatred
empty pit of me.
The compact Sunday Depression of Selfhatred
#sunday
#selfhatred
#breakdown
Written by
Loke Houbo
18/M/Denmark
(18/M/Denmark)
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