The most depressing poem ever.

(from June 4, 2016, although I am pretty sure I wrote it sometime November or December 2015)

Twice

Devoid of two moments

Never to be savoured 

In fond recollection.

They bear my cheeks

A stain of sorrow,

Remembered.

Moments unshared

Moments -

  Fearfully,

  Despairingly, and

  Regretfully

- stolen, wanton figments of my hope and desire.

Disappeared into a veil of white.

Reflected monitor sheen on your face

Nourishing a stimu-starved mind.

Click.

Click.

Twice.
(... Ha - in one minute, maybe.)

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