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Casual Death
Every evening passes
Without laughter
Nothing fantastic
I melt into the walls
My voice is unheard
Rustling leaves
Overcoat of iron
Drab and rusted
I am a dying flower
Unattended
In a darkroom
Cold and dry
Sin against the Gods
Sin against humanity
In my deepest longings
Solemn, casual sex
I am drinking again
Casual depression
Casual regret
Pinch me awake
I need another cigarette.
Without laughter
Nothing fantastic
I melt into the walls
My voice is unheard
Rustling leaves
Overcoat of iron
Drab and rusted
I am a dying flower
Unattended
In a darkroom
Cold and dry
Sin against the Gods
Sin against humanity
In my deepest longings
Solemn, casual sex
I am drinking again
Casual depression
Casual regret
Pinch me awake
I need another cigarette.
Published 3rd May 2020
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3rd May 2020 7:49pm
I love this. It’s dripping with loneliness. The casual things we do to feel connection to something... anything... just wonderfully written and conveyed. I enjoyed this greatly.
18th May 2020 5:45pm
Thank you for taking the time to read. It is indeed dripping with lonliness. I wish it were fiction.
18th May 2020 6:20pm
