Jul 25
Blinking eyes behind the screen,
Life cycles on repeat.
Give them the green light.
I wouldn't bet they know,
The tiger that lays under their feet.
A great monster to undertake.
The rewards for chaining up,
That roaring, twitching beast,
Such a sweet relief.
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Poetry For The Found
PoetryThis is the 2nd part of my 365 observations and comments about society, life and love throughout 2022. Come with me on my journey day by day, as I write what I've always wanted to say. There is no method or planning, just thoughts and perceptions ab...
