Wellbutrin

We weren’t a long way from home.
but what does that even mean?
The vicious missing
receded like the tide in moonlight
The whole scene of impossible agony
Shuttered and shushed into
amateur impressionist palettes
Indistinguishable, a dollop of something, stand back to see—
Life on the outside.
Safe? Maybe.
Sure? No.
Only not so worried about the out-of-focus business,
Which was the whole business, of course.
Release pain, lose time

Laughing at this thing
medicated miles away
As if it were not yours

As if there were moments to sketch the war
from behind a barricade
Before the moment’s gone

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