Monday, June 17, 2013


Another day, another poem. This one is a revision of one I wrote (and I'm pretty sure posted on here) a while ago. It's definitely very different than my other poems, but I think there's something here. 


good grief good grief
there is no such good

grief no such thing

sun sparkling in the snow in the sand
in the sad dark

sad dark pathways
through worms
through words

where language fails one
drowned in the sound of the distance
in a damn well given
in thick

skin thick thick
skin protects weak hearts
small minds all minds –
we will still
still suffer

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