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In another life this wasn't so hard—
I was more than nerves and fear
Neither of us quite so scarred
The cost of love not quite so dear
We are ashes & echoes high in the rafters
The day after party, deflated and worn
No more beginnings, we've only afters
Our hearts bruised, our spirits torn
Maybe in another world we exist
As more than silence and memories
More embrace, less clinched fist
More cure and less disease
We were poisoned from the start
I only know how to break my heart
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Michael Wasson, from “Your Still-Life Is No Longer Still,” in Swallowed Light
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