Wipe me a confusion
with slight denial
and stubborn hope.
Wait and pray
all is still
and that sleep doesn’t
release red
and signal the death
of another chance.
Fiction and poetry writing, recapturing the muse.
Wipe me a confusion
with slight denial
and stubborn hope.
Wait and pray
all is still
and that sleep doesn’t
release red
and signal the death
of another chance.