Loiter

May 03, 2024

∙ Paid

gray and yellow smoke — Photo by Ishan @seefromthesky on Unsplash

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Misery loiters
the mind
longer 
than any other
evocation—
like cigars
inkblots
the threads
in a pinstripe
suit within
a backroom—
even after
it reflects 
the haunting 
curse of beaten
dead horses. 
Thankfully
it's no more 
immortal 
than the joy
laid to rest
before it.

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