If I am a loser,
so beneath contempt
as to merit
three years of silence
why do you bother
to seek out
my humble musings
on this obscure blog?
What could the words
of a dead man
possibly
have to offer you?
Am I like a train wreck
you can't help
but watch,
or do you remember
better times than these,
and miss them,
as I do?
Questions,
silence,
morning,
mystery.
- mce
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