Tag: regrets

the standard rhythmic drum won’t work anymore,
it’s not befitting to pound to the pulse of another’s heart,
not when you alone know where to recommence –
life truly is art.
instead, her melodies, chosen to alternately warble about her,
she and him, sometimes others, but back to him,
a tear threatens to erupt
from the dormant succession of her formerly frozen heart,
it’s as though she should quash feelings
signs of ‘weakness’
true emotions we are never
meant to see,
express:
where’s that opening to ravage,
insert a rusted key…
damaged, disasters,
they went too far,
whilst awaiting her to prepare
to together look at the galaxy and her stars.
she fell instead, nothing left to say, nothing more,
to drag one’s name from the etched pavement,
at least her time was predominately saved.
that’s the thing of it, the matter
throughout it all,
she still possessed her beautifully poignant
desire for a rapid rise to power.
let us begin,
all truths be told,
hour by hour upon hours.
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