Sisyphus
Why can’t I
Get close to you anymore?
Is it because
While you go on,
I have decided
To push this boulder—
My Ignorance—
Uphill all the while?
Ships
Even battered ships at sea
Lose their will to sail on
Secretly, or not so much so,
Angry at their failings,
Angry like a thousand suns.
I Live In Retrospection
I live in
retrospection
“If only” is my battle
cry
No one promised a
golden road
No one guaranteed only
blue skies
I speak a foreign
tongue
My words fall like
nonsensical rain
I am trying to prevent
catastrophe
I am trying to comprehend the distance
The best bridges
connect in the middle
Houses require stairs
between stories
I am not a brick layer
or carpenter
I am a storyteller
I am nobody at all
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