today is for mourning,
a morning met by uneager eyes,
unraveling myself mindless,
mouth wrapped around words
too wretched to risk
today is for rememberance,
regret wrought by hapless hands
casting sorry shaming shadows,
contrast cutting across sunlit sidewalk
today is for tears
and that's the truth of it
but look: ahead's the tomorrow
I've earned and ached for,
accumulated over endless indolent
evenings drunk on desolation
sibilant hiss of serenity prayer
elevating daily antecedent descent
all audacity, armed for apotheosis,
I am my own alchemist
©sweepingly
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