On The Couch with Aaron Burr

Pictured: tired eyes

Reading over a quick synopsis of Aaron Burr’s life – you’d realize that some people are forced to confusedly are forced to live out the lessons of a past life – in their current life. The two worlds superimposed confusedly. You’re the main character in each but in this – there is nobody to wring your hands to and tearfully chortle – but What What you don’t understand, I am good. Aren’t I good. Nobody to plead your case. Because the ones in this wold don’t care, they’ve evidence to believe otherwise and if not – some can be scrounged up from around here. An inverse understanding of cause and effect. We think we are tabula rosa NAY ha ha ha. Anything but rosy anything but blank. Closer to Slate than the descriptive metaphor wrapped in linguistic coverings. Besides – you haven’t the clearheadedness to explain yourself anyway. You are either connived you’re curse – laughing maniacally spinning the dark forces around on their heels to look at you dead in the face – mystified – and then surely intrigued – our you convince yourself of your victimhood – retelling the take in your head over and over – a narrative loop to which you eventually become quit nub – but To Fight. To Fight – is to stand still willfully pulled in a rambunctious middle – guilt and anger, sadness and fierceness, apathy and humor – fictive forces forcing combustion. To fight to move to inhale exhale – willfully – to Duel – to persist – I,possibly – the only thin, in death – made ostensibly apparent.

And Yet –

You’re still the one who killed Him

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