Viscid Thoughts of Loss

© Viscid Thoughts of Loss

The bitcoins fly, the guys are high

I’ll wager you’re here to procure

If you think you will win tonight

Know you are not the man to beat

Mascara streaking down your cheeks

Because you lost love’s lottery

For you, darkness comes all too soon

The road ends before you can see

When Eden becomes decimated

The bubble will pop around their world

How will existence continue when

No one hears viscid thoughts of loss

Mimi Wolske

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(painting: Loss of Virginity or Girl with a Fox, 1890-91, Paul Gauguin)