A Bitter Curse Diminished, Everything's Fine
As you leave,
A black cloud enters
And everything that was good is gone.
Because I feel the need to watch
Beget by never having watched;
Bruises only I create.
Could I have done better?
Christ. I messed it up.
Crazy, what we let ourselves believe.
Disposed by imperfections;
Demons past and present
Defy us to let go.
Evening comes to close;
Entrenched deeply in the mire,
Enter your soothing ring.
Fine is how I did,
Fun is what we had,
Future you’re looking forward to.
I breathe a brand new sigh; maybe it’s alright.
(2014)
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