Sad Poems : Alcoholic Poet: Sifting Sad Poetry.

Alcoholic Poet. Poetry Equals Distance Over Time.

Distance Over Time
Wednesday 2/01/2017 12:12:00 AM


louder.it caromed. it ricocheted. a pile of broken glass in the tense fist of fate.

we let it spit. we let it grieve. petitioning the lies embedded deep inside our flesh.

it lived. a brief explosion. more hunger than nourishment.

it pounded. it shook. choices spilling into panic. chances erupting with want.

it died. the same way everything does. quietly at first. then much louder.

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