Hopeless

by Alexis   Sep 16, 2015


Before you,
the great tragedy,
the space moaning,
the hunger for salt & luck.

I can sink
& sink again
:
you won't see
what is beneath my eyes
as my poetry fails
because it can't be,
because it will never be
what the reader expects.

alexis
2015

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