Friday, May 15, 2015

The Stories of Tears

Morgue File

i am afraid of tears
afraid that they have no end, once started

they tell forgotten stories
that i choose to ignore
until i can't any longer

their tiny detonators
disrupt rivulets long forgotten
finding their way into the wash
pushing toward the surface

destroying dams
i thought wired into place

I am feeling the loneliness of the old. I think it has to do with more pain and less sleep lately.  But today the tears started, and I don't know when they will stop.

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