7 Threnodies – 5

Quietly the city sits
Down the hill the lights come on
Here I wait in rack and ruin
Torn apart by something like regret —

Once, you showed me how to live
How to bravely face my sorrows
You still had so much to feel
So much to feel that you had not felt yet —

Shadows brush against my skin
Eyes are burning with the moon
All of it seems meaningless
Junk and wire, without a “because” —

Torn apart by something like —
Another thing that’s nothing like

It was

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