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A Rip


AC Benus

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Sorrow is like a black hole,


It can crush the fabric of reality
Into what is impossibly dense –
A Rip that sinks to


never rise


But


One that


demands constant feeding,


So it drains all happiness as well
Into the other-side universe
Where all is sadness and hope.

 

How many are the springs

That feed our lamentable place

With the tears and joys

Of our mirrored home in the universe?
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Well it is a wonderful poem and you are a great poet. And it does rasonate on a deeper personal level to me. Thank you for sharing this with us. Hugs.

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