He entered, flicked on the dimmed light bulb Locking out the night Living each day breath by breath. Spoke aloud, to nothing but an empty room No sound, save that of a beating heart But this was no ordinary room Here he received answers to unheard questions Peering out through laced curtains At a distant […]
Tag: Words
Going in search of purer language
Today he will make his way to pastures new Borrow from words which he has already written. Unquestionably? Don’t we all follow this path Once by this writing bug we are bitten. We owe it to words to give them their due He’ll do this until he draws his last breath. Words which are gentle, […]
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