Today

This would be a good day to you,
if I told you about it.

I can’t.

The numbers prove
that I’m lying.
Right?

Today is a good day—
normal, even.
I’m fine.

Until tomorrow,
and the next,
when I’ll need
to compensate
for today—

a good day.

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