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On Tuesday, August 2, 2022 at 2:03:48 AM UTC-4, michaelmalef...@gmail.com wrote:
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One Inch

Was it bitter whiskey or self-pity
that opened your legs and closed your heart,
signing papers to dissolve your association
with a night's folly, then shoved under the pile
of loathing not only one life, but mine.
 
Now I write with letters you wrote,
though not in disgust but compassion,
for I am unable to reach the dark ghosts
uninvited to your daily fears, only you
knew the totality of pain leaving me an inch
of rational vision and that vision
has only regrets you couldn't see me grow
into what you longed to be.
 
Should I have known you? Perhaps not.
Your silent screams are far removed 
from my shouted joy,
but I thank you nonetheless,
it would have been so easy to lift the lid
and toss my being as trash,
but you didn't do that which tells me
there was a flicker of good mixed into
the contorted vision of your anguish.

Edward Rochester Esq.