Sad Labels:
dark poetry
,
frailties
,
sad poems
,
sad poetry
,
truth
,
ugly
kettles on the stove bargain with the flame.
the curious temperament of skin solves for nil.
and we let it scald us.
kittens in a broken basket.
just learning to use their claws.
the forest sows its shadows.
heavy lanterns strain our resolve.
keys linger in their locks.
rooms better left forgotten.
whisper invitations
impossible to ignore.
familiar strangers arrive at our doorstep.
starved after years of waiting.
dirty dresses in our closets
casually wear us again.
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