Words woven together
A lacework of articulacy
That once veiled under
A taciturn you and me
.
Words dragging knives
Into the ruined tapestry
Now laid in tatters for
A seething you and me
.
Words hung like clouds
Of a settling fog, heavy
Enveloping lines around
A wayward you and me.
YOU ARE READING
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Poetry"A robin redbreast in a cage Puts all heaven in a rage..." -William Blake
