mourning the loss of what couldn't be....a semantic contradiction, yes...an emptiness, out of tune.....a void of circumstance.....
more painful than the loss of what was....
a knife twisting in the air...
tearing, gutting the nothing....
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by no means a 'crisis of faith'......just an inability to live with certain all-too-real circumstances......so I pour it out here in this make-believe microcosm.....without specific references.....unwavering in my solipsism...and in an offhand manner, appreciating yours '>) ......now, back to poetry.....