So I wonder
How to get out of this mayhem.
Rational, practical, logical thinking - Zilch.
I look up at the shooting star and wish.
Racing heartbeat, sweltering; I HOPE.
Almost every night I stay up and ponder. I ponder.
Maybe one day there will be a peripeteia.
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Sonets to mi amor
RomanceThese are a few poems I wrote when I had intense feelings that I didn't know how to process.
PERIPETEIA
So I wonder
How to get out of this mayhem.
Rational, practical, logical thinking - Zilch.
I look up at the shooting star and wish.
Racing heartbeat, sweltering; I HOPE.
Almost every night I stay up and ponder. I ponder.
Maybe one day there will be a peripeteia.