Healing process begins with a shower Bike to the museum so I can sit somewhere actually quiet The woods are too close to the roads And that place is too tender for now, anyway How peculiar For I'm almost certain that our conversation results came out net positive Yet my body's reaction feels the opposite Synthesis, has something gone amiss? Reach out a hand To touch the nettles as an entire Until it turns out The leaves are rather weak It seems as if it's easier to seek feeling, immediate hurt Look for the house by the church I try to move forward, but start to revert into myself The sound and the room overwhelms, and it swells, how it hurts I house my own noise in the style of a shell, is it worse To share the same space, in this way of sudden reverse? And yet And yet And yet The face becomes ugly and wet It takes me a while to know what to get Especially when this menu has excellent images, images, images Images, images, images To distract me from I say she ain't what I came here for You walk me to my steps instead of the door Maybe it's not beneficial to draw parallels But repeating the ritual helps to a certain extent