I came up with this poem in the middle of the night.

(C) Isabel Wolf
Don't use the poem without my permission.


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we've been building a bridge
from pieces of our tragic past
strings holding by our flaws
rocks built by our toxic love

neither of us knows how to pause
we still go ahead without reading the warning signs
even though what we just build would end up
being a catastrophe

we watch everything fall apart
but we pretend like we don't care
you say, we'll just build another one on top of that
I realize now that it doesn't work that way
you can't fix something that wasn't there in the first place