Cavalo Nero, page 27

Only poetry can assuage my sorrow
the calamity and the catharsis
the seasonal chagrin to water my feet
preventing my debacle
the discomfiture of living
blindfolded penetrating
the sides of happines and pain
the desuetude of being
a carnation of fun

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