A foreign name for a flash of hope
- which merely means I turned her into a trope,
To define the term more clearly.
She's the light aiding me to cope.
The most distant of all yet a mere sound
Of her voice makes one spell-bound:
Tell me, calm me, keep twittering.
Your voice's something I can't go around.
I've come to realize her crucial role
In keeping my thoughts away from the North Pole
Of false promises and given-up dreams.
Ceres, keep sparkling on sky that's flushed coal.
YOU ARE READING
A phone book
PoetryA loose continuation of A Few Hysterical Words, this time focused on character descriptions.
