Zero

3 01 2014

These words are ticking time bombs,
cursed from my lips,
a hex.

It doesn’t matter if I reach or not:
the apple is always just a bit too far,
slipping out of my grasp
landing in another’s.

I’ve stopped doing the math,
but you should know that with me,
everything I do
adds
up
to

zero.

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