"Dank sadness smoking dead wood" he and she said

Her depression bores them
The way she can’t get life to play a sweeter tune

His lack of get up and go sends them the other way
The smell of his dank sadness

She may truly desire to be more light and bubbly
an unknown subject in her text books
a page not fully read
tone deaf

He may dream of building a castle
wood piling up
a match away from it all going up in smoke
dead wood

They lick the bottom of the glass together
residue in solitude
still alone residing in the same place and time
Shun them
Shunned we are in our own light
Soloist for a flightless life

Wing your battered wings
beach yourself upon my shore
When the glass falls
Welcome
Winner in being the best you can

The story is old and used
yellowed paper in tattered edge
Heroes are hailed as royal debutantes
I will kiss the hand of the restless soul
my kindred and Savior

© K S Hardy 2011

"Dank sadness smoking dead wood" he and she said

Arcadia Tempest

Joined November 2008

Artist's Description

I believe that we learn more about what is real from those that have lived closer to the edge of nothing and return to show us they have survived….

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