MASTERPIECE

MASTERPIECE

Whenever there’s good news
my fingers still do a ten digit dance
just dying to call you, to tell you.
But you are a silhouette on a sun
that has already set on us.
You are rising somewhere else,
lighting the face of your new wife
who both fears & hates me.
Meanwhile I sit in a dark house
filled with all the negative space
where you used to be.
It’s been a year painted black with your absence,
a masterpiece of grief
on a canvas stretched by survival-
Title: The Art of Loss.

 

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2 weeks ago

I love this band. My Sad Captains is one of my favorites of theirs.

2 weeks ago

@mavis I love this band, too–Bones of You and Fugitive Motel are just so great. Been listening to My Trouble a lot these days.