Sad Labels:
frailties
,
math
,
physics
,
sad poems
,
sad poetry
,
time travel
,
uncertainty
unexpected visitors infiltrate the seldom crevices.
domesticated monsters gnaw on the keyboard.
the empty chairs search for faces.
the tilted table wonders after the math.
as broken skin sheds its bandages.
the corner grins.
full of so many shattered time machines.
they laugh as they fumble with the remnants of our past.
as we tremble in the void between
where we are and where we've been.
our voices held hostage by all the words left unsaid.
the truth continues tying its knots.
shallow creases steadily press deeper.
eventually becoming permanent.
the scale sighs are we put on our weight on it.
but lacking an opposing force.
we sink.
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