By Conrad Pierce
I feel like a brain in pain, squashed by too much compression.
Too many wires inside, some disconnected, others too connected.
I've tried to sort through them, and discern the red from black.
And other various colors, however it's a jungle inside.
Attempts to untangle only leave tighter knots.
Like christmas light bulbs, should have stayed in the box.
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