Discord

Blue tinged crimson failure
Waning with the sound of your not missing me
I, the
Superbly unimportant
The
Convenience then forgotten
Every choice
Somehow
Wrong, wasted
Words
As affections on a stone
Sentient, silent, alone
Relegated to the spaces between your words
At best, an aggravation
An
Accident
Both too much and not enough alcohol to sustain a life
But, alive
Somehow
Familiar as strange houses
Nestled too close together for each other’s comfort
Discord
The sounds of settling
-EJoveJohnson