Poem 56, day 56: Denial?



We all have something, don’t we.

It doesn’t matter how many walls we put up

There’ll always be one that crumbles,

And the strength to piece it back together

Too great.

We’ll tell ourselves, it doesn’t really matter.

The hours of today will wind down

Then tomorrow will be different, if not then,

The next day, the next week, or let’s forget


Life is what you make it.

The pound signs? It’s all show.

Health warnings? We should consider…

But it’s not, we won’t, because it doesn’t matter…

Not really?


So long as I have you and you have me,

The rest will sort itself….


And so we tell ourselves.


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