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Sailore
Student @ Federal University, Oyé-Ekiti
Lagos, Nigeria
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“Convex Mirror”
<p>Why did I even bother you?</p><p><br/></p><p>“Convex Mirror”</p><p>Hey, sorry to brother you,</p><p>Yeah, sorry to have told you all</p><p>My problems, I didn't</p><p>Want to go insane, I didn't.</p><p>I'm a convex mirror,</p><p>I can not vex without</p><p>Feeling broken,</p><p>I'm a convex mirror.</p><p><em>The days were lonely, </em></p><p><em>The stars were pinching,</em></p><p><em>The noon felt heavy,</em></p><p><em>The night was scary.</em></p><p><em>I hated everything,</em></p><p><em>I wanted nothing.</em></p><p><em>I felt  too cold,</em></p><p><em>I wanted all of it; told.</em></p><p>Sorry to bother you, man</p><p>Sorry to have bothered you, man.</p><p><br/></p><p>To define poetry would be to confine emotion into non-being; to bury its freedom.</p><p>In another sequence of thoughts related to the one above, I dial a number that I know doesn't go through, anymore.</p><p>What am I looking for? Is it denial? Is it reasonable enough for to still grieve? Or perhaps I should “man up” and be like Sisyphus, enjoy my boulder on my back and pretend; repeat the agony...only that I do not know if Sisyphus should have done otherwise with that miserable thing he carried on his back!</p><p>© Sailore</p><p>Photo credit: Sailore</p>

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