old one

I wrote this a while ago and I don’t feel this way anymore.

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I can’t help but wonder if this spot of earth is groaning a little louder than the rest. I know that it’s not, but I still wonder.



The horizon is gone
because the night has nullified it,
and with no real reason to stay out
I’ll walk inside
and close the door.
If you pretend it doesn’t matter
long enough
eventually
it doesn’t.