grief

[Ian Livingston]

Ah, the raging twenties. How do we survive those years?

On Sun, Jan 18, 2015 at 8:55 PM, Mark Thibodeau <jerkyleboeuf at gmail.com>
wrote:

> A poem I wrote during my emotionally overwrought twenties.
>
> THE NATURE OF LOVE
>
> All love is grief, delayed.
> A reflection through time,
> An echo of some future pain
> That we choose to ignore
> Because otherwise
> We would curl up
> And die.
>
> Pfff... in hindsight, that's pretty bad.
>
> Mark T.
>
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