Grief (Grieve) [Grieved]

I cannot spell what I 
will not feel; ragge,
angrr, feer, sadd, greefe;

languages cannot will
what the body, an article 
before faith, seals in a 
false heart, sort of a hollow
leg, where extra feelings from an
unthinking feast cascade together,

racing the day I die to win
the contest I've set up.

Never feel, suppress, tell
no one, for I haven't merely
lost, I am as such, without 
bearing to fixed humans, covered
in darkness in the middle of this day.

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