Unavoidable misery
was an unmovable stone
of such size as to instill
terrific, colossal, Brobdingnagian, awe.
Now,
laughter and tears transform
the wind-carved, water-scarred mountain
into a smooth, attractive pebble.
The pebble grows and shrinks.
It's all pretty damn tedious.
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Author:
AnxiousMane (
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- Comment from author about the poem: just when i think i like living, i remember that i don't
- Category: Sad
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