J.J. Campbell

disease and sorrow

a lonesome butterfly
in the dying light
a lover weeping
with guilt
the need for touch
for belonging gives
way to disease
and sorrow
fleeting memories
another empty bottle
left on the floor
eventually, even
the demons will
move on

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