DisproportionationA Poem by Bryan Micheni
Sweeten now what's left of sorrow.
Burden me with all, again, And let me care not of tomorrow... Today's here, so we'll remain Lost in tragic, slow confusion With nothing left to feel, but words And with it all, an illusion Of being one, on different worlds. Oh, i wish you were here with me, In my arms, under my power And in music and calumny Celebrate our final hour... But like strand of smoke, i faded Into cloudy dark of heart... And like so many others, hated All i found in the end... A darkness, blackness, reassuring, To hold me in forever. © 2011 Bryan MicheniAuthor's Note
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