hollow
wood
blocks.
with them,
a monument was built
in your name.
a tribute to
the most hopeless
of emotions.
seeing only a meaningless structure,
you kicked,
brought down...
into errant piles
and loosened dirt.
there was a final sunset
through the settling dust--
pure,
beautiful,
and most importantly...
true.
NB @ 4:33 PM
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