Dwelling long, dwelling long

It is easy to forget that wine is a poison
and hard to pinpoint the truth in the lie
I was unforgivable during the best of times
and the best of times have all passed by.

I have checked and reviewed your arithmetic
and agree, our hate is mathematically sound,
if by chance we should meet in the hallways
I would scream. But I ache to be found.

2 thoughts on “Dwelling long, dwelling long

    1. It’s hard to really define a style right now, as I’ve largely been writing things experimentally this year.

      It’s mostly been about figuring out what I like to write and getting away from my older habits of strict structure and old poetic imagery…and getting in the habit of writing every day.

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