the fall of the world

i’m writing again
off the cuff
because the words
would never come
quickly enough if
i had time to
pontificate
the final words
have been said
i’m terrified
for tomorrow
but anxious too
in that way when
you have the
lead part in the
school play
my future is not
mapped out for me
and i know
that i am not loved
that was the
last embrace
i hear them
talking about me
behind my back
behind closed doors
maybe i’ll pick apples
or serve cognac
at a ski resort
the possibilities
are endless now
if only love hadn’t
found me

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