Flames Of Apprehension Poem by Chris G. Vaillancourt
Flames Of Apprehension
Hot air captures
invisible actions.
Angry, yet somehow
still insistent.
Interior is
smoking with
flames of
apprehensions.
The anima
lies in shield
formation.
Insubstantial
is the declining
confidence.
Ashes drift,
caressing
themselves as
they
float in
inconclusive
language.
Concern,
distress,
despair.
These are
the days
once hoped
would never
happen.
Shut the lights.
Draw the blinds.
Be silence.
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