summer at every turn we touch and feel the lies of reality
Month: July 2023
the voices drone on and on but the secrets stay
like a cape i put on and float away the dark before dawn
dusk every other soul swept under the rug except for us
like every other habit death too becomes second nature
it is your softness that kills us the tender of this morning
makes you wonder doesn’t it the poet’s silence
the rain twisting our insides summer dawn