18 january 2023
Passage Of Pain
You had failed me―
god, when angst was burning
my fingers to write.
A poem. Mauve-blue
lips go into a seizure,
to fight the demons.
Delphinium's spur
trembles without any wind. An
angel has fallen.
18 january 2023
You had failed me―
god, when angst was burning
my fingers to write.
A poem. Mauve-blue
lips go into a seizure,
to fight the demons.
Delphinium's spur
trembles without any wind. An
angel has fallen.
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