you know,
a lot of times,
it’s taxing writing
so much poetry.
because it’s hard
to be, like, writing
one album and then
another concept just
pops right up on you,
and you want to write
both at once, but you
already teased the one,
so people expect that first.
like,
i still have to finish
“light / dark (💡 / 🌑),”
but...i dunno, there’s
so much more i wanna
write while making that.
like when i juggled
“one year” and “ill”
at the same time?
i was stressed then,
i just wanted to put
them both out at once.
huhhhhhh,
poetry is stressful.
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