Poem: Seems Telling, No?

I’ve mushed my brain with the things I watch – too much of this and a lot of that, and I am desensitised to violence and I don’t get scared and I have no scars from the things I’ve watched.

None of this is good, by the way, it’s just honesty. None of this was ever part of a plan, just the way it’s worked out in the end. I feel compelled to watch the thin…