Sad Labels:
acceptance
,
dark poems
,
dark poetry
,
hyperbole
,
sad poems
,
sad poetry
,
weakness
the kitten chews her tail. the corpuscle takes a breath.
time pauses. slick with intent.
we feed ourselves to the nearest oblivion.
arbiters of nothing. conspirators of conscience.
the rabbit discards his ears. the tendon closes its eyes.
momentum chews its hook.
grim with the evidence. we stumble into gravity.
disobedient monarchs. in crowns of lead.
chained to the miles. spent by the distance.
calculating choices. as everything combusts.
dutiful is the orphan. loyal is the thief.
fickle is the decimal as it wanders through our skin.
the whims of broken numbers elegantly poisoning us.


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