Forthcoming Poem by Gavin Robinson

Forthcoming

All life appears to me on the cusp.
At the edge of a cliff
At the end of my pen
On the tip of my tongue

Forthcoming…

What lies behind the veil?
Over the hill
The other side of the wall

To perceive one's destiny later
is to doom them now.

I can't even see the screen
that lies before me.

Sunday, November 26, 2023
Topic(s) of this poem: destiny,lies
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