Shades drawn, tendons singing correlation to the notes of sockets bassing
Humming my third person sweet nothing's.blanking out, staring out, drowning out the gravity of my position.
I am the fly on the wall. watching my hungers inhibitions enthrall.
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A refined poetic imagination, Will a. You may like to read my poem, Love And. Thank you.
Will, such a fine poem👍👍👍