#1 Poem by David Adesrael

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Read between the messy lines,
that's what apathy said.
Those small spaces were divine,
but too much for my head.

Letter after small letter,
ink fusing to paper,
black, discordant and fettered
wishing this light shone better.

Find solace in these small voids,
that's what apathy said.
A blank space you can't avoid,
is how I should be read.

Wednesday, March 30, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: introspection
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Edward Kofi Louis 30 March 2016

Too much from my head! Thanks for sharing.

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