Silent working,
the festive beats dead
when they should be
the loudest.
Hum quietly,
defiantly,
and cling to the excitement
that it’s nearly here.
Fiction and poetry writing, recapturing the muse.
Silent working,
the festive beats dead
when they should be
the loudest.
Hum quietly,
defiantly,
and cling to the excitement
that it’s nearly here.