The Infinite SadnessA Poem by Matt T. M.3.21.10
Looking back on friends of youth
Whispering tongues have poisoned truth Memories buried, in graves they lay A quake that shakes to this very day A lonely Mariner that mourns a loss I wear it like the albatross For when the time comes, either way I'll pull up my anchor and sail away The radio will sing the heartaches of Ben Wondering of every love that could've been And I'll accept my fate in every portion Destined to wander like Sarah Norton But for me, don't pity at my own folly Because nothing's as sweet as lovely melancholy © 2011 Matt T. M.Author's Note
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2 Reviews Added on June 4, 2011 Last Updated on June 4, 2011 Tags: Death Cab for Cutie, Ben Gibbard, sadness, melancholy, poetry AuthorMatt T. M.Bay Area, CAAbout23. Out of college. English degree from UC Santa Barbara, currently studying law. I'm not interesting. Disclaimer: I'm mainly going to be posting the poetry that I'd most like feedback on. I'm post.. more..Writing
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