A Poem
One smell, the shampoo I used to use,
Big crunch.
Down big blue sad.
authorities preach sin and salvationfostering feara feeding frenzyfor too manywho…
It can’t be human natureTo take everything to extremesIt must be a new developmentOr I’d have to believeWe would cease to be
Each morning You awakeParchment waiting For you to takeEagerly unfurlIts haggard vellum length A single wordInscribed upon it…
Thank you, Md Islam, for tagging me in this An Apology Poem challenge. It helped me face some guilt I had been feeling…
pink and red cut heartslacy, they fall and flutterrose petals calling