Poetry
It is:
The frayed edges,
The loose ties,
The settled dust
On unfinished
…Stuff.
It is the niggling,
Other doubting,
Ever present
In the room.
The unforgotten.
It is the pillow
That I place
Over my face.
It is the cotton
Damp from tears,
The pearls of fear,
Around my neck.
The sober fight.
The longest night.
It is:
The sadness of
The best sun
Bereft of fun.
It is what:
I am left with.
The loose change.
The soft landing.
The long standing.
It is.
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