poetry – huntersjames

Saturday

Busy?
This word, now twice
It is a bother.
Has no manners.

Kissing me delirious, proof we are still young

This home that loved us all my family, friends and me still lives on that desert hill.

No sense in resisting, you will be disavowed
Just toss in a word and follow it follow the crowd.

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Shaming grace to crawl those final bloody miles.

Tied up tight lest chasing dreams they would be gone?