Saturday, June 6, 2020

The Deep End

Agony,
again.
I miss you
my friend.

Empty briefcase,
idiot idol.
Forget my name,
kill my recital.

I am nothing,
no one
ever.
For, I let you go.
I'm drowning against the river.
Tear my heart
from among the dividends.
Net my love
with the weeds and loose ends.

I am a fool.
I miss you, deep end.

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