It feels cruel to be
Distant from your soft dark smile,
A grazing glance keeps me strong.
It seems cruel to me:
Smiles behind the patina,
Of a well-worn wedding band.
It is cruel to see,
The cracks in our smiling masks.
Comedy or Tragedy?
It feels cruel to be
Distant from your soft dark smile,
A grazing glance keeps me strong.
It seems cruel to me:
Smiles behind the patina,
Of a well-worn wedding band.
It is cruel to see,
The cracks in our smiling masks.
Comedy or Tragedy?
Discarded Recollections 
“It is cruel to see,
The cracks in our smiling masks.
Comedy or Tragedy?”
Comedy for others we hate. Tragedy for us and people we do care about. 😉
I love that opener, it feels so darkly delicious. Almost like a front row seat to how this person impacts the narrator. Beautifully, hauntingly penned. You have such a unique writing style, it’s just absolutely amazing. ❤
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Thank you, your words are a salve to my feverish writing. These last few days I’ve been exhausted and haven’t had the strength to really plan out my poetry as much. To be told that the material is still worthy is remarkably pleasing to hear, and your interpretations are a delight to read. Again, thank you.
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