Constant diss-ease as
Have been bitten by fleas,
We're mottled in constant reminders.
A little release, found at tearing at these
Scathing welts that release on the outside of us.
Constant diss-ease as
Have been bitten by fleas,
We're mottled in constant reminders.
A little release, found at tearing at these
Scathing welts that release on the outside of us.
Not sure if that's feedback or indulgence but it's a fine verse. Kudos. Thank you for sharing.
Many appologies for the vagueness! Really enjoyed your poem! Had had one too many beverages and was inspired to riff on my interperatation of camaraderie and the release of writing.