Sad Poems : Alcoholic Poet: Indelible Detours Sad Poetry.

Alcoholic Poet. Poetry Equals Distance Over Time.

Distance Over Time
Saturday 9/24/2016 11:54:00 PM

the words come and go. the roads open and close. knots in the self carelessly coming undone.

alone makes its presence known. softly it cuts.

the creases in the maps flaunt their places. the epiphany of when stutters. dense with words we never said.

a bridge underfoot. trembling against the wind. an economy of choices. that leaves us poorer yet.

it was never far. it was always there. on the other side of hopelessness.

thieves in our skins. a masquerade of moments. the masks we wear becoming permanent.

we've come so far. and we're still no closer to gettting there.

Desiree said...

you trip me out all the time with your poetic style. it feels both foreign and familiar at once bc the way you innovate and break the rules of language and play with symbolism is kind of odd and yet at the time time it feels perfectly right.

alcholic poet said...

thank you.

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