A Symbol of Longing A chance of deathCircumvents your layersNeeding a planting of rootsTo bring fruition A riled weather cloudBounces through the skyRequiring a flourish of trumpetsTo bring rains A chance of happinessPierces your armorBut you are running too close to the boneTo grasp it A little liePenetrates your earsNeeding beliefTo extend tendrils A silver […]
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Small Talk
Small Talk ….but there wasn’t any error, all the lies –:came together, no one questioned them;{ all alerting others to the weather .– singularly absent of demagogues ..::a spectacle was joined ever nightly *..#inside, the notes were compiling upon a desk . . { From my 2017 book Synaptic Syntactic available on major platforms such […]
Lost in Mist 