10.10.25 ‘Objects May Be Closer Than They Appear’ (Poetry)

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by Brian Bolding

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Life is so violent

love is a battlefield

Lingering is lonely

I have barely just healed

Heading for the door

Gotta get out of here

glued to laptops editing videos

Is no way to live my dear

excuse me while i disappear

Hang on to those shadows

They might take you somewhere

Don’t look in the corners

Oh dear, they just might stare

Don’t call me at 3 in the morning

Just to say you need me

When the last time I needed you

You were fucking half the city

Life is so violent

love is a battlefield

living in this moment

sure makes one well heeled

Dont come knocking

When your car wont start

or your penis gets stuck

in a shopping cart

Life is so violent

love is a battlefield

You dont even know me

The true me is concealed

Go run back to your jalopy

Get the fuck out of here

Go down that dusty road

Objects are closer

than they appear

Life is so violent

Love is a battlefield

Hearts are made to be broken

Our lips are sealed

songs from 45 years ago

bring back so many memories

You don’t even know me

Your acquaintance is a disease

And people wonder why

After countless love affairs

Why I’m holed up on a Friday night

50 years old, few grey hairs

Becauase my heart can’t take it

Because my life can’t fake it

I’d rather be alone than cook

with someone else’s fucking meal

right now.

So leave me

let me wallow

in this neverending abyss

so leave me

let me wallow

in this ill-forgotten kiss

Let me free, let me go

Let me run into the snow

into the dark dark darkness of the night

Going where nobody wants to go

That’s my MO

You mother FO

Now get out of my face

Let me live with a little grace

Theres nothing wrong with admitting

there just isn’t anyone willing to put up with this.

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10.10.25

11:09 pm

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