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Get Out!

A poem

Never has it been

More painfully clear than now

That they were right

The critics, the interviewees

I need to get out more

.

And maybe if I’d gone out more before

I wouldn’t be in this rut now

.

Get out more

I want to

I need to

I must…

Get out more

Go outside

.

This rut, this predicament

You may wonder what is it?

What it is…

Is loneliness

A fear of spending another crushing hour

With my own thoughts

.

It’s making it to the weekend

With absolutely no plans

With nobody to ask otherwise

.

It’s looking at your phone at noon

Day by day

No new texts, no missed calls, no DMs

No new friends, no old friends

.

This rut, this predicament

It’s something the internet

Could neither fix nor substitute

My lingering regret

.

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