The Distance Kills

 “The Distance Kills”

by Angela K. Lacey

Once there was a love that filled

every gap inside my soul,

every tangled quadrant of my injured heart

was reset, or made aright.

Love fortified itself upon a plan:

that one day, you would take my hand

that one day, you would  be my man

we kept ourselves to just this band.

But yours is such an incessant need,

to satisfy your constant greed.

One must be local, with time to feed

and quench your thirst for what you thirst for.

I was far, and far too thick,

like a dog, you wanted a stick.

Always before, you looked in wrong places,

Perhaps this time, you’ve made some changes?

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2 comments

  1. kutukamus · September 15, 2015

    Indeed, distance is tough 🙂

    Like

  2. angelalacey67 · September 15, 2015

    Thank you for the reply Kutukamus.

    Like

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