I'm begging for a distraction because you have yet to answer my prayers.
Tic.
Tac.
Toe.
Cross it and drag out my words from within.
Or leave it be, and peek on me.
While I twiddle my thumbs and ask you again.
Is there reason to open my eyes and let me see?
YOU ARE READING
Beyond
PoetryThoughts and ideas that go beyond the norm. Words that together sum questions and answers to what we see each day. Beyond what we question and imagine. Through the works of poetry collaboratively an expression of what I imagine beyond what I truly s...
