imagine
having a heart
that had never been
broken
or a spirit
that had known
only joy
the topography
of a life
like that
unmarred by yearning
unchanging unearned
a bleak and
featureless expanse
as far as the eye could see
like awakening
yawning and stretching
into a nightmare
of eternal ennui
from a dream
rich with longing
and love
and loss
(c) 2017, by Hannah Six
Image: Pixabay
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