Sad Labels:
acceptance
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ambivalence
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clarity
,
sad poems
,
sad poetry
quieter still spun the path. shedding all the turbulence from dead flesh.
the why trundled onward. a sliver of a reason. amongst the immensity of our nothing.
i had been waiting. chewing on the silence. thinking it could sate my hunger.
i had been counting. the contents of the fairy tale.
the witches. the wolves. the victims.
imagining there might be a ratio that could reconcile.
all the broken equations under our skin.
i had been watching the rain fall. anticipating the flood.
waiting to drown.
forgetting that i knew how to swim.
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