Self-Portrait

Monday

She taped the house of cards together
to protect it from the wrath of the tectonic plates.
But when the wind whispers, we all go down together.
I have evidence that it's just the two of me; no weeds growing through the debris for me to either feed or uproot.
Self-destructive celebrations are always the most enjoyable.

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