(feeling) stupid silly sane

Everyday I oscillate between

stupid, silly, sane

I feel inadequate and grapple with the strain

I put it on my calves and nose and knees and lips

and then a laugh gets stirred and rises from my hips

and then I feel real silly that I ever felt the way I did

And silly always makes my face twist in a sideways grin

and that’s how I arrive at sane and remember how it’s been

to be a swimmer in the sea when you’ve found your fins

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