It's Now EnoughA Poem by Christoph Poe
This is Enough, now.
A decimal in sorrow A pebble in the wind A series of misplacements Strung across the Line. I'm sorry. The lessons aren't there. The knowledge doesn't exist. This is the last door. This is Enough, now. I'm carrying your weight. You're carrying my life. A living corpse A yes or no A series A picture A.... I'm so damn sorry. But this is Enough, now. This is the last door. And I left my sanity. © 2015 Christoph Poe |
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