Sad Labels:
dark poetry
,
distance
,
math
,
sad poems
,
sad poetry
when gravity whispers, everything listens.
the distance smirks. laughing at all the jokes we never told.
rabbits run through darkness. undeterred by the many nooses.
every footstep wails, a deepening hunger.
the fox chews on the wind. the scent a jagged razor.
the unknown is, who is the hunted.
when the numbers fail, we examine the skin.
for purchase on these slopes.
gnawing on the friction that almost kept us from falling.
the truth arrives in broken buttons and knotted threads.
puzzles better left unsolved.


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