THREE SMALL MORNING POEMS OF DESPAIR
NO POEM
No Poem
No Life
Nothing to write
ALL THE POEMS HAVE GONE AWAY
All the Poems have gone away
Nothing remains
I am lost
And my Life is lost with me.
THE END OF DESPAIR
The end of Despair
No longer here
No longer there
No longer anywhere
The End of Despair.
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