Just an ordinary man writing something ordinary. It matters not the anxiety we feel, the world seems to feel it too. I'm just swimming in the same waters.


Design

I tried -
And I divided.
Tomorrow made its shape.
Shaded by
All that is dry in me.
The tricks of the trade;
The great escape.
What a waste -
I can only cry.
It's just a design.




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Written on 2024-11-14 at 23:20

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arquious The PoetBay support member heart!
(((John))) hey mate! Hopefully there is enough harbour at the bay, for if it were to dry out it would be a crater like the ones in the Moon.
2024-11-14