Tell me sorrow
Thy own true name
The howling winter withers
Seeks marks to blame
Disparate fellows
Relations stripped and strained
The candle mourns; flickers
And you are gone again
Only truth, winter
Serve the hands that frame
What a beautiful disaster
It was when you and I mattered
So long since gone
Like the candle, we flicker
Goodbye old flame
February 26, 2020
It’s been a minute.
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