Disappointment

It isn’t
what they tell you

a hollow in the gut,
a stone bruise in the mind,

or a road not taken.
Pull out the lining

and it reeks
of your insides

not matching
your outsides.

A dream
that won’t go away

because the hurt
won’t grow legs

and run down
the long road

where the wheat fields go
to meet the horizon

–Burl Whitman

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