Sad Poems : Alcoholic Poet: Manipulating the Math Sad Poetry.

Alcoholic Poet. Poetry Equals Distance Over Time.

Distance Over Time
Tuesday 5/17/2011 12:43:00 AM

cautions arm their swelled resolve. libretto diversions pace the syrup of plot and moral. hours to minutes softly fold. years to touch commit to measure. empty portals. unstable passages. the beguiling temptations of trust. whose buxom utopias perpetuate the lost.

she holds her glass. the sharp between each finger severe. as she tightens her grip to hold onto each jagged shard.

spoiled by clarity. Bedevilled by the facts. time exhales. this life the breath that barely tickles its lips. Hardly there at all, but for a few stray coughs.

an impotent virus. drowning in the blood of bigger monsters.

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