This work without substance

I know you don’t love me

and I am no more than a convenience

that is sometimes useful and sometimes not.

 

So we live in this surface of being something

that is not and being the picture of love

that sits on the wall with no

dimension beneath to give it depth.

 

But I am prepared to play my part

in this work without substance

and this play that will go

on and on towards it uninspiring end.

 

11/3/2017

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