plumbing depths
being a let down
and that in so many ways
a paper plane failing
to find its lift and soar
being a let down
and that for so many days
a calendar bristling
to find its bulk in years
being a let down
and that etched in your gaze
a broken lens splintering
to find its slivered tears
being all lit, frown
even should things work out
a rucksack of rocks weighs
down to find our yester sores
Poetry by arquious

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Written on 2023-05-06 at 03:49
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