Best Disengagement Poems

I was conversing with my son yesterday when I came to an awful realization...When we become adults, never again do we feel love for another person that isn't marred by other antonymous emotions. As our bodies become tainted by all we allow, or seek...

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I am attending a party;
for which, I am the only guest.

It's my disengagement.
I celebrate the death
of my other soul
with poisoned punch.
My glass is raised high
casting bright red prisms of light
onto the empty dance floor and
onto the band's music stands.
But there is no music...
only the Battle...

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