Melancholy Hyperbole

Poetry about longing.

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The Longest Day

One of the placemats has gone missing and the taxi has turned down a blind alley never to return. Comfort blankets are piling up in lost property. Send out an SOS for empathy because milk bottles of human kindness are turning sour in their necks. Last chances are shooting up chimneys to be impaled on the stars and goodwill is way past its sell by date. The sisterhood has gone […]

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