Give me anything worth remembering.
Such regretted memories you've become,
variant climatic moods swoon pestering,
wasn't me who never showed attention,
shriven fables manage folds of strung... festering,
cursing stoned walls echoing bitter decisions;
letting firmness stain mind of thought,
blackness mine soul...
has caught,
yet –
further down a hole I trot.
YOU ARE READING
Between an Antidote & a Dreary Phase
PuisiMy second Edition of a variety of Poetry feelings. For all the support and encouragements you all share with me - I do humbly appreciate all that you say and do. The feeling I get when another writer comments, or votes is imperial to how I interr...
