a greater evil

Heaven
slowly passes here,
yet I am possessed
of dauntless courage
I satisfy the absence of
no friend
with the enthusiasm of
disappointment
To sustain myself, I commit to paper for the communication
I desire
A romantic, I bitterly feel possessed
of capacious faults
too impatient of difficulties, it is
a greater evil
of my life
 

The Lone Cat

MA

16 years old

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    grey eyes
    stare, openly
    at the flesh of elephant plums
    raw and hanging, dripping with a sour earthiness
    open your fists, green guava
    soon dropped upon the shore
    of a tall-tiered world, singing of poverty and praises