Posts Tagged Cinquain
What Is Wrong at this Moment Right Now
PAD 10 requires a poem about suffering, which I’ve never done before, but I decided to craft a Cinquain.
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What Is Wrong at this Moment Right Now
Despair,
I brew alone,
but when I don’t fight back,
when I ask myself what’s wrong now,
Carl’s fine.
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Being Human, Occasionally
My mind
strives for meaty
pieces of love, stirring
strangled wails from empty airways
choked dead.
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A Depressive’s Unfulfilled Manic Late Night
Siri
can’t help
me find joy, life, wading
through thick machines, littered, soulless,
with tricks.
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Sunday Night, a Study
Darkness
Swallows my warmth,
placates my terse disease,
desperate for normal green hopes,
halting.
This Morning, A Study
Terrible
nights cover sun
light and kill little hearts
which were glowing gold and nervous
on junk
stillfugue 