Do you like the idea,
after its meaning has changed
Do you hang onto the past,
when this moment sets you free
Do you continue to grieve,
as pure joy calls your name
Do the lyrics that you sing
—suture tight or still bleed
(Las Vegas Boulevard: 2: 30 A.M. January,2018)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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