it's not unlike us to wind ourselves up
tightly on humanity's spools of thread
and pull apart
inch by ever loving inch
what's left
i just hope you don't tangle before
you've really begun.
YOU ARE READING
little blue flowers
PoetryA collection of original poetry by Ella Petrichor. Highest Rank: #152 in Poetry (6/14/18) **COMPLETED** ::Excerpt:: "betrayal along the seams" A melancholic pallor lining her face She stood in the doorway Beating the shit out of that old rug As thou...
do not waver
it's not unlike us to wind ourselves up
tightly on humanity's spools of thread
and pull apart
inch by ever loving inch
what's left
i just hope you don't tangle before
you've really begun.
