Scraps

We used up
all that remained of the day;
the ragged moments
that should have slipped us into sleep;
to split possessions and hairs
into equal piles of sadness.

It never crossed our minds
to leave it until morning;
to see if the sun’s weak rays
would filter through the blinds –
we had already wasted
so much time.

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