Sissyphuss

She has herself a little cry

Not one to flail like a fully opened lotus

You know those

Blossom bombs that float like scum on a pond

You know the

Messages implied in the end you are done

Crying

Absolving,

Redrawing

And crawling from

The craters of ignorance

The sewers of romance

Those untidy typos in ransom notes

She has herself a little cry

Amp turned up high in a freshly watered silence

You know those

Welcome sounds see regret at a second glance

You know the

Floundering denied in the race to be won

Sighing

Resolving

Deploying

And landing on

The haters of ignorance

The matters of romance

Those untidy typos in ransom notes

She has herself a little cry

Flight-blinded soul when the story is expanded

You know those

Wounded beats on the pulse of romance

You Know

Lapping

Un-trapping

Rejoining

To the bloody limb

The haters of ignorance

The matters of romance

Those untidy typos in ransom notes

Leftover wars

In fields unsown

Apologies gone to ruin

mothers we bemoan

everything that’s always been

everything hidden

amidst history in luxurious linen

The fucking aimless at the nonetheless stage

The Bidden

And the unforgiven

The haters of ignorance

The matters of romance

Those untidy typos in ransom notes

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