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You did this
He said
Rattling pill bottles, frozen time and place,
literally figurative bullets to the brain

My mouth formed an O
that telescoped inside
And cleared a spot I thought I knew
of everything I recognize,

Think hard
He said
Because I need and love that which killed me
Resurrected me and killed me again

But how?
Thinking should be glass
Reflective, logic, calm
Measured and prepared

All my thoughts
Sunburst hotly from the center
And just can't seem to connect
To anything I recognize.