Tile upon tile upon tile upon . . . Brick.
Feather upon feather upon feather upon . . . Tree.
Question upon question upon question . . . Trick.
Scratch upon scratch upon scratch . . . Sleeve.
Even if it's meant to help, it's meant to hurt, as well.
YOU ARE READING
When I craved (Knew)
PoetryNew writings! Check out my other poem/short writings in "Just . . . words" Some older ones are started there!
