time is frail,
paper-thin,
swollen, like flesh
overcoming.
and follow days
count evenings
rising from the darkness
of the dawn.
drink pain like wine
sip poison draughts
and face the morning sun,
today, a day
like any other,
unfinished,
undone.
"tamox" - Mood:
sad
Grape juice like communion wine...
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