it's a bleak future
when there is silence.
when memories of past
poetry
come flooding.
when you have
forgotten
a tongue that
you could speak
so fluidly.
when you don't know you
remembered
what you could create
until
you can't.
it's a bleak future
when there is silence.
when memories of past
poetry
come flooding.
when you have
forgotten
a tongue that
you could speak
so fluidly.
when you don't know you
remembered
what you could create
until
you can't.