ElephantA Poem by Joe Palmerheavy heavy heavy monster sound.We were in love, once. Now we merely coexist, our demise had no catalyst. Like a ship submersed, veering for the rocks We too submerged, love gurgled and we could not make it
stop. We were in love, of sorts. Or how I like to reminisce, it can’t be worse than this. Too many sleepless nights, we never recompense Tear-stained tissues, more fights, and now we reap the
consequence. We were in love, perhaps. No more joy or elation, just knife edged words of tense trepidation I’m always the monster, the one you religiously despise You fervently abhor, as I do nothing more, than tease or
antagonise. But what is love, I ask? This sorry moral construct, now we’re well and truly fucked Just pain rehearsed, replayed, just pain repeated Love has suppressed, I confess, I’m down and I’m defeated. © 2014 Joe PalmerFeatured Review
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Added on December 22, 2014Last Updated on December 22, 2014 AuthorJoe PalmerAberdeen, Scotland , United KingdomAboutpoetry; my non-chemical stimulation. 24, PhD student in Aberdeen/Nottingham. I'm sporadically on twitter @joepalmertfn. I compose and play guitar for a little band, although we're currently on hia.. more.. |


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