I have always known this to be
f r a g i l e
the house denial built
crumbles
like we knew it would
and yet…
there I sit
a demon
eating my own tail
gnawing back at me from the inside.
Land has parted deep
m a s s i v e
from within
a wellspring of sympathy
gushes out glasslike
unclouded
unburdened
what is ripening here
what has rotten
our foundation.
Ground shakes.
Ground breaks.
It sobs loudly
«I wanted to be
all those things for you»
It wails the world to sleep
a shroud for covers
little blue heart embroidered on it.
Horizon can be seen
its distance can be known
bu t i t s w e i g h t
as unbearable as tomorrow
and always a day
away.
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