Compatibility Conundrum
The Solution & The Problem
Sat on the patio,
Smoking unfamiliar cigarettes
Chugging at lukewarm beer
Debating a lost cause
At the sunset’s edge
On a day composed only
Of fool’s errands and dead ends
Two empty hearts
Watch a half moon rise
Over obsidian forests
Constructing inconsistencies
In all the glimmers
Under a gibbous gleam
A bit morose, yet there is beauty to be found in the seeming hopeless and the bleak. There is something quite satisfying about the half moon shot following the poem: its simplicity and its welcome, its starkness and its depth.
Nice poem...😍😍
Very indepth
beautiful :)
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