Few Words
Don’t be sad, be melancholic
Don’t feel glad, feel Quixotic
In aims to articulate
You become everything you hate
All in
Few words
Don’t be sorry, be repentant
You’re not pissed off, you’re infuriated
These memories become
Pieces of a future whole
But that whole is always in the future
So you become a hole to fill with films and literature
An unending and unerring opening
It goes on into endless night
But the next time you’re stifled
Caught for words, tongue-tied
Just say what it is you know
Don’t pry for the superior
“Happy”
“Sad”
“Angry”
“I love you”
There’s nothing more than
Few words
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