I've Tried That...

sleeping with a broken heart,
for days, weeks, years,
waking up everyday
on a self
still intact,

unbroken like the constancy
of my days,
week,
& years,

a morning coffee
sipped
without any thought
of having
tasted any
coffeeness at all.

poem by Ric S. BastasaReport problemRelated quotes
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