Sad Poems : Alcoholic Poet: Distance Times Mass Sad Poetry.

Alcoholic Poet. Poetry Equals Distance Over Time.

Distance Over Time
Thursday 12/23/2021 10:37:00 PM

 the creases converged. the shapes came into focus. our puzzle nearly solved. 

the breadcrumbs told us. in quivering lies. and stale matchsticks we can no longer ignite. 

the recurring darkness that much harsher as we grieved the inevitable passage of time. 

the pages filled with words. life swelled with broken windows. 

the flesh fell away from the bones. and the skeletons laughed. as truth breathed its final breath. 

i fiddled with the math. but the numbers were not convinced. 

the map crumbled. the miles had other plans. 

i set down my picnic basket. and waited for the wolf to forget. 


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