Sad Labels:
dark poems
,
dark poetry
,
endings
,
sad poems
,
sad poetry
,
truth
,
ugly
challenged by the process. the angles come undone. sold into the surfeit.
long tethers tangle against the momentum.
of simple prophets. with a deficit of why.
our fingers graze the lock. the key long since discarded.
the sweet embrace of ambivalence. stumbles as it intersects our wants.
fortified by the distance. the taste of time sours.
the puzzle pieces dance against our shame. their original image long forgotten.
choice stumbles. sickened by memory.
the door opens. the room is dark.
what was once inside, is gone.


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