Love Lifeless

I’d love a failure.

I’d covet the collapse of

romantic endeavour,

such is my desperation.

I envy the freshly broken.

Their pain is that of recent loss,

while I lay like a stone

suffocating in moss.

They’re in between jobs while I

languish on the dole.

My heart is a downward spiral.

My life is a bottomless hole.

© Sam Hunt, 2017

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