Jason Paul Monlinong
Prozacs For The Lonely Heart - Poem by Jason Paul Monlinong
Insomuch as we have the winds on our face tonight
The ocean commends us not
We have stated our plea
The waves push themselves into the sand
So does pain, into our hearts.
Punishing as they are, it is for us to take.
We cannot simply take a flight
Into the sky, since, with our lot
The GODS do not agree
If I could have a magic wand
I’d simply wish for spare parts
And then no heart would break.
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