All the hard decisions will always fall squarely on your plate.
Yet there is never a short supply of questions and debate.
Someone always ready to say
Have you thought of things my way?
Do they stay to marvel at their mess,
the great swirling mass, the hurricane of stress?
Not a single one’s available when life begins to overtake.
Only there to be entertained.
The second there is a hint of shame,
they turn tail and run from the prick of my screams.
Try to forget, erase my fame,
the image of my despair is burned forever in your dreams.
K.B. Silver
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K.B. Silver
K.B. Silver has poems published in magazine Wishbone Words, and lit journals: Sheepshead Review, New Note Poetry, Twisted Vine, Avant Appa[achia, Plants and Poetry, recordings in Stanza Cannon, and pieces in Wingless Dreamer anthologies.
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