i’d like tosave myselffrom myself not by running away from but by knocking onmy own front door and opening it and welcoming myself inand sitting down in the living roomand serving myself tea and talking with myself about all the places it hurtsand how tired I’ve been and then lying my head down in my own lapto…

crisis? naw i ain’t scared of him we’s long time friends. whenever he comes a knockin i opens the door says, ‘come on in baby have some tea you tired? i knows you’s come a long way to sit and visit a spell. you ailing? just lay your head down here and tell me bout…