Banquet of Loneliness


Loneliness
Makes banquets
From nothing

Crumbs

Snatching them
From the Floor of Life
Feeling the bliss
Melt
Into that abyss
Knowing you

Sold

For nothing
Thinking
The Riddle
With nothing
You die

Real?
Tomorrow

It will be
How you didn’t mind…
Red light spilled all over

Drunk

You in orbit
Maybe sore for days
What is real anyway?

Flaws…

Whatever

Tomorrow is

I could not take it all
Your hands pressing
Circling one soul’s home
Feeling each step
Unafraid of things

Holding

Two close…
I could not push you off
All the knots came untied
Arms and legs

In tangled heaps
How your weight took my breath

Curious

If you will be tomorrow
Making them not matter…
Not wanting to

Relax

Tomorrow is

Not here

Yet
Watching you smile
Strangely feeling fine

Today?

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