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Alcoholic Poet. Poetry Equals Distance Over Time.

Distance Over Time
Sunday 10/07/2018 11:52:00 PM

the numbers ached. stiff inside their coffins. far was easy. it was close that proved to be the hardest.

time struck its mirrors. trying on the shame in frayed g-strings and wrinkled capes. the math loud. as division collected on its wagers.

i've seen the end walk away in silence. corners split. rafters fallen. run, limp and crawl. it never stops. a broken staircase between when and how.

the lottery of flesh spinning. selling happiness in iou's. the sober parliament of touch. failing  in its attempts to govern broken men.

beginning's simmer in gravity's pot. we chew on the pieces. but the meat on the bone is still raw.

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