Photo by Gregory Brainard on Unsplash
Lock it up or lock it in
rusty metals scourging in
picked up keys on man-made holes
wounded sick by secrets untold
a moment for hope —
pressed thumb to index as a gray unfold
to forge a heart — beating to haste
but walls, never seem to faze
nerves on high as bodies slip in
perfect spins won’t cause an “in”
count to ten means one and ten
pulling drawback — faint, cheer retreat

Comments
There are no comments for this story
Be the first to respond and start the conversation.