The advent of new,of things changing, of life’s natural…
A fearful reminderof what we are notNot the cars, the clothessoft skin, tight abs, beating heart.
Midnight creeps up on wild highs and lows but with…
Locked, but not forgotten,
Imprisoned in the flesh.
Response to the January 8th One Line Prompt
After devouring
This is a response to the Imagà Imaginings prompt by Michael Stalcup.