Funko This Is Fine Dog Pop! Vinyl Figure. Photo via Amazon In the real world  My world,  I’m always in the same position on my bed.  Against the waves,  Across the plains,  And my head resting against the cabinet,  Like it’s the only thing keeping me upright at 2:00 a.m.  Matter of fact, at my two- o’clock sits that Funko Pop.  “This Is Fine”,  Permanently calm  In a fire that never ends.  I don’t know if it’s supposed to be comforting  or mocking me.  I look at him,  And I c

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