Reach out

Ate too much.
How many times do I say that.

Modernism: Stream of consciousness.
Post Modernism: The soda steam of consciousness.

Why do I blabber, not enough thought, too fast, nobody can keep up.
Not even myself. Broken conversations.
Why are you crying?
I can’t know it all.
And it drives me crazy. Want company.
Need to be alone.

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