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I wrote this in the dark

Annette Gagliardi

huddled in the closet,
despair clutching my throat
like a lost child— (like)
a negative hug in the dark.

I’m an old misery,
my mouth full of dust—my
breath heavy and lingering
outside my body.

It’s cavity muddled
and sore is vexed negation,
a horse, saddled full
to burdensome, with remorse.

I cushion myself, hide and abide
inside the cuddle-space revealed
and concealed—discomfort
being the heart of reality.

The mission of all poets is
to rip away the pretense of
our depression, its revealed truth
is the very heart of grief,

like a field after slaughter,
drained of meaning,
fragmented and bulging—
a single campfire left smoldering.

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