Cacophony

The voices in my head are not a symphony finely tuned and precisely executed.
My brain is a bowl of mashed potatoes. Deliciously carb-loaded. Dropped on the floor.
My sanity is the bowl. A million scattered pieces of hand thrown pottery in goo.

k.d.w. Nov. 17

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