977.

A shadow made of
contradictory thoughts here,
lost in its struggle.

976.

This results in a
set miserliness born of
fragile bitterness.

975.

Bearing grudges for
each slight returned without its
full, tender measure.

974.

This body less a
woman and more a mountain
built of resentment.

973.

Even the smallest
of tears offered as gifts will
be mourned by taking.

972.

Hoarded down to its
smallest pieces, this heart gives
lament for its share.

971.

Such a dangerous
prospective is a love full
of hope and wishes.