Mad Hats Poem by Tajma Hall
Mad Hats
when my heart does
it bleed on resentment
I resent having ever borne
this heir I take in
that I better known
yet as chills me
that I have frontal
lobes that are damaging
and, but, still remember
whereas is left of hatting
madly I strike at the air
that fill my whereabouts
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5/8/2024 12:04:26 PM # 1.0.0.1119
I like this poem, keep it up Tajma