CHILDLIKE, tears soak HANDKERCHIEFS eyes upon MERRYMEN, wallow inside endless CAPTIVE, songs vibrate world-defiance
By jake c4 years ago in Poets
How can the hours seem so long and blue… But also have no track or time to stop? What pulls them apart without a clue Unending with no trace to look through?
Spoonfuls of thought full Catching words without stall Hooked into the ones behind Like crooked empty crossroads of the mind
