Charles Byrne

Death has its advantages

I am glad

I will not be around

to have to concern myself

with the feelings

of robots.

Human beings

Are they the two most unbearable sounds?
The sick man’s incessant cough?
The infant’s inconsolable cry?

Apprehension

I am

not happy

unless I am

unhappy.

Ellipse

Her tongue-tip
made a sidereal-period sweep of her lips
and with that gesture
washed them of my heart’s geniture.

Metaphor

The sea is
a sea of sky
somehow.

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