Wednesday, December 9, 2015

The Lie of Despair


Everyone will be better off

No, no we won’t.

look for unwritten notes
answer endless questions
stare at the empty pillow, vacant office
watch the dog mope room to room
clutch each other and scream

do paperwork in an endless wormhole
stand silent in a broken circle
make reservations for us minus one
meet with moneychangers
turn tables upside down
sort pictures collections trophies mementos
whose only meaning is you

receive flowers meals charity pity reasons
dear god the reasons
rage because there is no reason
accept nothing assume nothing
watch shadows fall on a cloudless day
across the eyes of your son
go deaf from the echo of your absence

You assume too much
to think you matter so little


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