My dearest treasure...
… is in me

Same time of day
filled with mundane
activities
reiterated over and over
until
my unfixed brain
have enough
looking for entertainment
in its own department
to stick like a leech
to the familiar words
in one moment of time
creating new ways
to help itself
overcoming the burden of existence
with one meaningful gesture
when ascending to the outside
the most common values
recognised by the majority
whilst I am in the minority
allowing me
to feel chosen
to reverse the harm of others
and land on safe ground
in the most treasured position
of an author
worth fearing
yet
not recognisable enough to reach it
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originally published at https://medium.com
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About the Creator
Moon Desert
UK-based
BA in Cultural Studies
Crime Fiction: Love
Poetry: Friend
Psychology: Salvation
Where the wild roses grow full of words...




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