Drone Poem by Daniel Brown

Drone

Mind bred in disorder...
Ordered,
Arrayed,
Rearranged in plague
Insecure and insufficient,
Solitude found and unmade
Indignation at the erupting chaos...
Snapping back to reality of nowhere

Sunday, April 14, 2024
Topic(s) of this poem: solitude
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