by Adam Sifre
I build pedestals.
It's hard work
Held together by sweat, love, and lofty thoughts -
an unsound foundation.
The tiniest bit of heartbreak,
and it comes crashing down.
Always, I blame the builder and not the vandal.
The next one will be taller. Stronger.
It's exhausting work.
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A poem.
I like the idea here, and the first line especially.
I like "It's hard work" -- the other two (It's exhausting / It's exhausting work.) feel. Hmm. Off?
I like it.
Thank you Frankie and Gary. I tweaked it a little bit.
(also the original line was "held together by sweat, cum and lofty thoughts"), but my mom reads these.
Why on earth would you tell your mom you write poems?
It's part of my cover story.