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A gorilla's existential crisis

water

Empty space

July 6, 2017Matt Johnson1 Comment

Tethered to this space
The dripping of a tap
echoing time
Like a clock
But not fixed to chime
On the hour
Of every wasted moment
Just a drip of
Nothingness encapsulated
In baubles of water
Till it crashes down
Reminding us of being mortal

Poetryclock, depression, pain, Poetry, tap, time, waste, water
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