Sad Poems : Alcoholic Poet: Open Sad Poetry.

Alcoholic Poet. Poetry Equals Distance Over Time.

Distance Over Time
Monday 4/24/2006 09:35:00 PM

Open.

Always and never closed.

The sky. The ocean. The moon tethered to both, but without allegiance from either.

Open. Always and never alone.

Triangles. Squares. The circle watches not knowing where its edges are. No corners. No intersections. No visible means of entry or exit.

I am Open.

Always.

And never.

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