Bed Poem by sean north

Bed



afraid to
try
to
fly
to
sigh
to
cry
to
do
or
die
emptiness licks its fingers
as hollowness nods its head
pushed in the corner
and slammed on the bed

Tuesday, September 12, 2017
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