Punch Drunk

Having just learned she has gone, I'm numb,
So shocked I can't be sad. I hope I can sustain
This feeling, using it to stumble stupidly
Throughout this fogbound day, a punch-drunk
Dunce who has no cares for now. That is
A better way to live than mourning, which
I'm sure I'll start to do too soon.



Poetry by Lawrence Beck The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2019-01-15 at 15:10

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