I liked Bill before

I liked Bill before

the breakdown better

well, Bill can’t go back

to that Bill, ever

his therapy didn’t cure

him

but it didn’t kill him

either—

his family did

About troysherdahl

A blue-collar bohemian with a penchant for fine words and dirty jeans.
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