Separation - Poem by Marieta Maglas
There was no more scream to heat the air,
had to be slipped through the door of nevermore
nor through the time of life. Scary
like an insane clown in the crowd, the moon
turned into a terrifying face. Some more longtime pain
could change into an overgrown claw to crush
the house of love.
A lot of words were full of unfulfilled longing. Bursts
were the truths thundering through
the thinking mind; not thinking, but stressed.
There was no second chance, much less there was a hope.
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