c'est la vie



an elusive smile
cheshire in its desire
gives me reason to doubt
that i had you at all

vapid and crumbling connection
like bridges crumbling to dust
the foundation was never solid
prisoners forced to build fast

seize the fleeting moment
grasp, gasp, and slowly die
it was over before it began
c'est la vie; means nothing to me



Poetry by grizzedram
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Written on 2009-06-10 at 00:21

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Rob Graber
Even those fleeting, failed relationships mean SOMETHING--or so I like to think... I like especially the opening stanza. In any case, a well-done and thought-provoking write!
2009-06-10