Sad Poems : Alcoholic Poet: The Distance That Becomes Us Sad Poetry.

Alcoholic Poet. Poetry Equals Distance Over Time.

Distance Over Time
Sunday 9/17/2023 11:35:00 PM

strangers in familiar faces. wear our torn skins. 

the pendulum tells us. the sway of needfulness. the weight of expectant lies. 

fragile dolls in torn dresses. move through our mazes. their cotton fingers unravelling. as they try touch the exit. 

the shimmer of grief stains our plastic skeletons.

we knock on the walls of those hollow rooms. fumbling thieves. desperate for egress.

searching for doors in a labyrinth of ceilings.

overcome by the quiet. seduced by the delicate poison of indifference. 

all our questions asked. 

all our answers given. 

the empty rooms gather their windows. 

and we finally break the glass.  


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