Late Morning – An Original Poem
to this hollow place
to see a hollow man
and his hollow face.
A rabbit hole that
and threatens
to save the few
that do and do
as he tells them to.
or burn in a fire?
How can one save a wave
that rolls past the grave?
How can one light be right
out of legions and which did
you pursue, choking that night?
force me here,
to dismiss
his relentlessness,
after making me
day after day,
week after week
watching you sleep;
denying fate?
@gonzo another good one and nice to see it longer then you're last one lol (thought you were getting lazy)
The - An Original Poem
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