and also the men who are too large, walking. hurting, toward the store
and the women who sit in their cars, windows nearly closed, smoke
everywhere and they see me looking at you, in my phone, while I’m
none of them and also everything they are and here we all sit
Wondering about how the soft shuffling of a heavy foot can make
it to the entrance of the store, one with a door that opens for them,
knowing they are hurt. And maybe think about their death.
I see in them what they hate about themselves and I feel.
-M. Taggart
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I felt hurt, but never hate. I was low, severely depressed. I didn’t appreciate my life. I didn’t understand myself. Maybe I never will. But I’m standing now. I can’t continue here without hurting her. So I’m leaving. I have no more public venues. But I should be alright. She’s got people. That’s a good thing. It will probably be a lot quieter with me gone.
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I think I hit the wrong post sorry 😣
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odd. I’ve never done that. it’s been seven years. how do you ‘just’ hit the wrong post.
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Are you okay? I’m not trying to offend you.
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Are you OK?
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I’m fine thanks. I just need a break. Sorry for the intrusion
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It’s all right. I was a bit fired up last night concerning the world events in general. And the way you wrote your first comment sounded as if you wanted to hurt someone and I’m not ok with that. Take that break and get well.
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Awesome existential and empathetic lines!👏
🙏
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Thank you!
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This is so dark.
Do we often try to relate our situations? Placing our feet in one another’s shoes. Tasting the sour aftertastes of sorrow and anger.
Beautiful thoughts and words, Matt.🙂
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Thank you. This is among the type of thing I talk with my son about. I hope you are well today.
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Thank you, Matt. I’m fine. Hope you’re well too.
Please enjoy your weekend. 🙂
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