(untitled)
When you’re haggard
from decades of failure,
not to mention
the many sharp sticks
of disappointment—
lines on the chin so obvious—
you can’t really present yourself
for romance with a straight face;
all you’re smart enough to know is
it’s possible, and how if it ever did,
how altered the world would appear.
But perhaps in this day and age
it’s best to conceive
of an entire life alone,
and how such has been carried out
countless times,
back into the shadowed
and ancient past
of creatures like us.
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