“TRAGEDY A”

Float around like a beautiful angel
from Tragedy A to Tragedy B to Tragedy C
like a contestant on a game show
lurching from scenario to scenario
does not compute.
does not make sense.

They say if you love somebody
set them free
I can’t love you as much as
you said you loved me
I was released
from the most beautiful prison
there could be
you obviously wanted freedom
and poisoned everything,

my love.

22-09-00

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