Unforgivable

sad

I alter the planes

Of my face to replicate

A more affable

Physiognomy

Do I render myself

Invalid

In the assumptions

Of smiles not yet

Honest?

Or is happiness

In part conditioning?

I was fed of tragedy

I know not

What fate

I should attune

But to surrender

To my savage blood

Is surely unforgivable

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I had more than one poem I wanted to share, I wrote a few today woot. I forgot my trash can at the recycle station today now I am out a trash can and they are weirdly expensive. I didn’t realize I had walked off without it till I was making dinner and went to throw something away and it wasn’t there (5-6 hours after I went to the recycle station mind you). Knowing me I probably just chucked it in with plastics lol. Life is extremely strange for me. This story has nothing to do with the poem just random sharing.