#1009818 added May 24, 2021 at 10:46pm Restrictions: None
Letter From the Ledge
Dear Brother, sorry
I didn't write. Staring
from the ledge steals hours;
a void merges within me.
This ledge that comes before me
reveals no vista I dare follow.
Desire to fly faded when
I couldn't sprout wings in
innocence or ignorance; but
I long to venture yet, set
a world afire, just
can't rekindle the flame
inside me, even to
pick up a pen, scrawl
ink from my heart on mead.
Would spill my blood into
these cylinders, if
that could color a page
from ailing vision
from a steepening ledge
that consumes eternally.
Sorry, your brother.
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kind of conceptualized but not fully targeted what I want to depict about how we get so lost/consumed with nothing and never keep in touch with loved ones who could fill our life with joy, if we weren't pining for something more/else that is likely unattainable.
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