Poems · writing

Sometimes Nothing

delightedpessimist

I’ve felt skin hot as steering wheels

Bursting through a sickening cityscape

I see you leaving—don’t forget your tears

There is dust on the dust of your slight renown.

Published by delightedpessimist

I am the delighted pessimist. Purveyor of sadness, happiness, and everything in between. Also cheesy statuses because I never know what else to put here.

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