Negativity
S Sally Plumb Plumb
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How soon
the evening falls.
The walls close in
and confines the night.
Caught in
negative memory,
I cringe at those
intrusions,
bursts of miserable
tasks that the brain
installs
without permission -
an unlit path
of coincidence and conflict,
a fight of tensions
and unspeakable sorrow.
Tomorrow is
a long time
coming.
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