Sunday, August 3, 2014

3 august

lightswitchquick i turn off
there are reasons and seasons and knowbetter but
the truth set free goes trippingly downward and there's no path angling up
despair for no reason and reluctant martyrdom
i don't need to / go on without me
pretending not to notice / care / all the others there
i'm sorry there's so much i'm sorry
there's nothing else to say
why anyone would want to come along to sit beside
a peak and then a valley
slipping darker into night

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