I dread the tiredness gnawing at my bones,
blunt teeth slowly chewing fat and marrow
as the worm turns and the dream sea foams
and I stumble numb toward tomorrow.
I wear corrosion in artery songs,
crystal slights the wrecking of eye and limb,
and dull days of unremarkable wrongs
haunt this blood as sweeter memories dim.
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Fragments And Reflections
PoetryPoems looking at everything and anything not in my other collections. Here you'll find life and time, wild oceans and lonely coast paths, busy streets and empty hotel rooms, wild concerts and late night writing. All just fragments and reflections, l...
