i don't know
if you know,
about love,
of wolves
and how they howl
in the feeling of the night.

some drink poison
and wait,
the rest
are happy.

my stomach turns and
my head spins,
overturned
as if I were at sea.

a murder of crows
caw and wait,
how silly
to be in love,
only death awaits.
 
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