in the wedge
How can one day be so good and the next so bad?
I can’t help but compare. I can’t help living relative.
My own senses and realizations keep leaving me battered.
High and Low.
Hmm,
has anyone noticed?… (I never did)
the love shaped hole in my head and heart.
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