tearsalt

dear old teardrop
sit and watch the rain
watch the river
pass

commit your words
of sadness
on the bluegrass
in this blues glass
bleed

in passion
minus one is zero
always
and the spirit
is not eternal
is multiple

this gloomy excess
will energize your loss
that´s what you need
free indeed
fluid

dear old teardrop
sit and watch the rain
watch the river
pass

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