Wednesday, December 21, 2016

purlieu

not given up
but given in
accepted that I cannot win
except by forfeit
too oft victory neared
then disappeared
and left a kind of void
achy, odd and weird
I cannot banish it completely
but I cannot count upon it either
so i set you apart
in a purlieu of my heart
this hope of being loved
no more the means
by which I'm moved


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