Arm’s Length
The great stories of heartbreak and desire
are best performed by comedians
Their longing sounds half a step
lower and thus
closer to some source of darkness
Oh how much lovelier the heart strings
fallen out of tune
In retightening them you hear
the ropes of their voices thrown out
over the hollows
This deep night
just before the day flips over on itself
is of great beauty
but were I to get out there in it
I would only begin to ruin it
It isn’t even a little sad
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