1570

started my day with a cry

more an existential sorrow than anything else

isn’t that strange

nothing set it off

just woke up and felt like maybe

just maybe

i should release the tears barely restrained

maybe it was an overloaded tear duct

or the headache that has become my constant companion

but i started my day off with a cry

and everything is now painted with sadness

tomorrow

tomorrow will be happy

or the day after perhaps
today we wallow in misery

soak our cheeks in salient saline

today

is a day

for tears

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