Consolation

thefam

There will, in fact –

come days where all you remember

is the tug.

The binds pulling

splintering at the seams

ready to snap –

the moments before

rope becomes fray.

Remember, then

the hours without aim

tinged with the aftertaste

of cheap cocktails,

cigarette smoke,

and talk.

Wander again

and return.

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Consolation

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