Thursday, October 12, 2017

lonely stung like a
hornet's nest, an
unexpected something while
wandering the mess

lonely singed the flesh like
candle wax, winced from
the sensation of burning

lonely lost its voice
calling for companions, but
lonely is still lost while it
meanders endlessly

lonely is a loss, feels like
an ever-deepening hole in the body
sink the darkening bruise, drop skin
in a blaze of swelling


9/15/17

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